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I am fighting bronchitis right now so I am on Azithromycin. I have been taking my vitamins: Vitamin D, Chelated Cal-Mag, Super B, CoQ 10, Lovaza – prescription strength fish oil. Except for this bout with bronchitis I’m almost 100% on a Mediterranean diet for my heart disease, limiting all white foods.

Unfortunately with ulcers and bronchitis there is nothing like a bowl of Canter’s chicken soup with a good bagel or piece of rye bread.

Daily I take Toprol to lower my blood pressure, Crestor &a… Continue

I have no patience left.

Insert from new book... I have no patience left. My body hurts everywhere and I am nauseous. Tonight I give myself another shot of Interferon alfa-2A for my Hepatitis C. Please stop being so argumentative with me. I think to myself I’m your mom and I’m sick, just listen for once. Did I really yell that loud, she is only nine? Oh gosh, that’s horrible, I feel terrible… we both cry.

I am writing a new book. I have the literary agent who will represent me.
This new book w… Continue

Let me help you understand my eagerness to shout to the world my awareness of the dangers of different diseases, medicines, etc. Before my heart attack, my top-priority concern had been breast cancer (as is true of so many women). So when I went to the gym I would wear my New Balance sneakers with the pink ribbon embroidered on the tongue. Underneath my sweat suit would be my Wacoal bra (The Awareness Bra) with yet another embroidered pink ribbon. This bra actually comes with a tiny brochure tha… Continue

My name is Lois Trader. I will disclose up front that I am a guilt-ridden, recovering altruistic, need a ‘purpose-driven-life’, unrelenting on myself, superbly gifted denial queen. I am very deliberative, I do not believe in the “Secret” and yet I believe to be an entertaining kind of gal. I enjoy making others laugh and sometimes I am the only one laughing, which in turn makes others laugh. I spent too many years not laughing. Those years are but a freckle compared to the joy my life holds now… Continue

Supposedly 500,000 women die a year from heart disease...

I read it once, but didn’t believe it.

Then I died on June 6, 2003.

With radiating pain in my upper back, I went to the emergency room. My intuition told me something very unusual was happening. Abnormal EKG's, nitroglycerin administered under my tongue, a lot of blood drawn, tears running down my face, it didn't seem good. About two hours later a cardiologist opened the curtain separating me from the man getting stitches, "You're youn… Continue