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Brought up May 26, 2013

Contemplating The Navel

Just in from my walk. (Actually, I just did something retarded and lost the original of this, so I am piecing it back together. Damn! and I was almost finished, too!) I added to my walk today, not quite back up to my 2, to 2 1/2 miles I was doing until January 2, but getting there. 3 house lengths more, up and down. So 6 house lengths; it's a start.

I once read somewhere, in a book, that a character was sitting back contemplating his navel. At the time, I though, man, what a lazy slug. Now, I am not so sure.

Have you ever really studied that odd bit of the anatomy? Now, if I remember correctly from Bio 101 in college, it is really a scar where we were attached to our moms with the umbilical cord until birth when they cruelly snip it and suddenly we are separate from her for the first time. It is the source of our nourishment until we pop out with cheeseburgers in our future.

I remember when my brats were born, and studying that little bit of them along with the toes, fingers, fascinated by every inch of this new little being I had now in my life. I remember keeping that stub clean, dry waiting for it to fall off. It was harder with the girl brat because the doctor nearly dropped her, and caught her by her cord. I remember looking down, and seeing him with my new baby in one hand, his other wrapped around that cord. I worried every time I saw the tissue separated under the skin for years, below her bellybutton, afraid she would need surgery. Eventually, though, around the age of maybe 4 or 5 years, that tissue finally became normal looking.

Now, I have been studying my own over the past months. First, there were of course staples marching from about 3 inches below it, around its edge, and about 3 or 4 inches above it. When those staples came out, all I could think was YUCK!!! A few weeks later, as this latest addition to the Jaba the Hut belly was healing, I noticed that my belly button was actually smaller. Not sure if it was from maybe the stapling being difficult and the doc taking it in a little, or just from the healing. I recall finding that scar around it's edge sort of interesting.

I noticed the other day that the scar that was around a little less than half way around the rim is now a few millimeters, maybe 2, actually inside. Weird, huh? My theory, and that is all it is, is that maybe the fat under the scar is finally shrinking. I am, as of this morning, 16 pounds away from my pre C diagnosis weight. I have finally started taking off that damned 25 pounds I put back on during the whole treatment/surgery crap.

I can not wait until the day I can once again jump up and down yelling, "Yes!! 95 pounds!" A drop in the bucket, really. But hey, it's a start. I can not wait until, once again, I am not contemplating my navel... because the rest of the belly, smaller, less Jaba like will have me thinking, okay, now what do I do with all this wrinkly crap?


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cuz » 5 years ago

keep up the good work! You can do this one pound at a time.