Sunday, November 29, 2009

Coddle your skin from within.

  • Radiant, recharged skin and hair starts with circulation boosting exercises, says Diane Berson, a dermatologist at New York University Medical Center. hence, natural-beauty rule no. 1: head for the gym. And keep stress in check to avoid hormone surges that trigger breakouts. Complexion still blah? Stand on your head, run in place or splash warm water o your face.
  • Purify your pores. Natural beauties are often just women who know the value of a clean face. The basics: Two to three times a week, get rid of skin's dull, dry outer layer with alpha- or beta-hydroxy acids or an over the counter retinoid for an immediate glow. Or give your epidermis a two-minute indulgence by applying an exfoliating mask at least once or twice a week.
  • Become a blush minimalist. Yes, a fresh-faced make up routine begins with blush. But resist dusting all-over--it belongs on the apples of your cheeks (where you blush naturally), not o your forehead, nose and chin. Choose a hue that mimics the rosiness you have after a workout. (Hint: You don't blush purple or orange!) Soft pink or rose shades are always safe even for the darkest-skinned women.
  • Find your perfect foundation. If your foundation looks right, everything will look right," says makeup pro Bobbi Brown. The key is having a dead-on color match, so the make up disappears into ( rather than sits on) your skin. Brown's advice: Narrow your choices to three shades, swipe them on the side of your face, then head outside with a mirror or a friend. Choose the one that blends invisibly.
  • Respect your hair's natural impulses. What's most appealing, a casually curly cowlick or a helmet head of untouchably perfect sprayed locks? "You don't want to look like a store mannequin," says Steve Berg, a style director for a foreign magazine, whose credo for imperfection is perfection. "Allow hair to o what it wants to do--there's nothing wrong with a little frizz. Let natural waves loose or try lots of braids--there are so many unstructured styles right now."
  • Try a little tress TLC. With the right tools and a lot of hot air, anyone can go from curly to straight (or the reverse) and get born-with-it results. But do it too often and you'll sacrifice your hair's healthy sheen for locks that look dry and brittle. To buffer damage and restore shine, Ronald Brasco of Frederick Fekkai Beaute de Provence Salon in New York City recommend using a reparative protein based conditioner to build strength, alternating it every other day with a deep conditioner. Another trick: Rub a teaspoon of Vitamin E or wheat germ oil into your scalp at bedtime (then sleep on an old pillowcase). "It's a wonderful overnight treatment," says Brasco.
  • Curb your extreme dye desires. In other words, don't tint your tresses too far out of your natural color "zone", advises Stuart Gavert of Beverly Hills. A good rule of thumb: No more than two shades lighter than your base color. If you can't curb your blonde ambition, you risk damaging your hair follicles, resulting in dryness, split ends and snapped-off flyaways. Think twice about highlighting the top and underlayers of your hair which can look flat and artificial. Instead, add a few highlights on top for that sun-kissed look.
  • Give your hair a day of rest. "People over wash their hair," says Edward Tricomi, co-owner of Warren- Tricomi Salon in New York City. Shampoo isn't the only culprit, he explains; it's the daily ordeal of shampooing, blow-drying and brushing that strips hair of its natural oils and leaves it lackluster. Tricomi's tip for naturally gorgeous hair: Wash it every other day to let it's own shine enhancing oils replenish lost moisture. If you can't skip suds during the week, try a lather-free weekend--your hair will look shinier all week long.
  • Respect the power of the brow. " A clean neatly shaped eyebrow wakes up your face instantly," says Sonia Kashuk, creator of the Sonia Kashuk makeup line. Resist over-plucking and stick to your own shape: Clean up stragglers, or better yet have a pro do it (At least for the first time). Use brow gels for a neat fix ( a little hairspray works in a pinch).
  • Don't overconceal (it backfires!) The sad truth about eye circles: The more you work at hiding them, the more you risk spotlighting them. "Pile on concealer looks creepy and highlights even the tiniest fine lines," says make up artist Eugenia Weston, creator/ founder of Senna Cosmetics. Her tip: Begin with a thin layer of undereye cream; choose a concealer color one shade lighter than your foundation, then dot it on and blend it with a brush or tap it on lightly with your finger. Set it with a dusting powder for staying power.

Look Great not Fake. 5 beauty blunders that will leave you looking artificial.
  • Scorching your hair. A common hair sin is using a blow-dryer that gets too hot and leaves locks looking dessert-dry. "Look inside. If the coils turn red when you use it, it will burn your hair," says Edward Tricomi.
  • Becoming Chemical-dependent. Combine colors with perms or straighteners and your damaged hair will absorb light, not reflect it. An easy way to tell that your tresses need a detox: "If you have to condition your hair in order to get a comb through it, chances are your hair is abused," says Ronald Brasco.
  • Over powdering. " A little shine is natural and looks younger than too-matte face," says Bobbi Brown. If oil is a concern, use powder or a shine absorbing serum just on the T-zone, she advices.
  • Obsessive plucking. No matter what your favorite star's eyebrow looks like, stay away from razor thin. It's a hard look for us regular folk to pull off.
  • Sculpting yourself new cheekbones. Sit down for this news flash: "You can't change your features with makeup," says Bobbi Brown. "If you shade your nose (to make it look slimmer), it'll just look like you have dirt on your nose."


Source: Woman's Home Companion

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

click to see Automatic music video

Automatic
Automatic

You're automatic,
And your heart's like an engine
I die with every beat
You're automatic,
And your voice is electric
Why do I still believe?

It's automatic
Everywhere in your letter
A lie that makes me bleed
It's automatic
When you say things get better
But they never...

There's no real love in you
There's no real love in you
There's no real love in you
Why do I keep loving you

It's automatic,
Counting cars on a crossroad
They come and go like you
It's automatic,
Watching faces I don't know
Erase the face of you

It's automatic
Systematic
So traumatic
You're automatic

There's no real love in you
There's no real love in you
There's no real love in you
Why do I keep loving you

Automatic
Automatic
Automatic
Automatic

Each step you make
Each breath you take
Your heart. Your soul.
Remote-controlled
This life is so sick
You're automatic to me

(Love in you)
(Love in you)
There's no real love in you
There's no real love in you

There's no real love in you
There's no real love in you
There's no real love in you
Why do I keep loving you?

Automatic
(There's no real)
Automatic
(Love in you)
Automatic
(Why do I)
Automatic
(Keep loving you?)
Automatic...

Monday, November 23, 2009

Ruby's Marbles

by Linda McCool

Having been a nurse for almost thirty years, I remember the days when we had time to sit and interact with our patients. In today's world of JCAHO, HIPPA, PYXIS medication dispensing systems, computerized charting, and bottom lines, I fear that our patients lose out on those special moments of nurse/patient bonding.

In the early 90's I was working as a travel nurse in a small town in Wyoming in a 75 bed hospital that was just embarking on the world of computerized charting. I was frustrated as I was used to charting long-hand on paper...hmmmmm, those were the days. This particular system used a care plan-type system where we did our documentation to address every aspect of each patients plan of care.



I'm sure my frustration was sh
owing when I entered ruby's room for the first time. She was one of those 80+ year old, tiny little ladies who scarcely made a lump in the bed covers. She had old lady blue hair and lots of pink rouge on her cheeks. The skin on her hands was paper thin and covered with age spots. Her knuckles were large with arthritis, but she still managed to polish her nails, hot pink. She had come in to have her esophagus dilated as she was having difficulty swallowing. She was a "frequent flyer" to this particular hospital and knew her way around medical terminology and was in touch with her body.

She asked me if I had time to sit with her for a few minutes.
Sure, I thought, why not? I'm only two hours behind on my charting. I did, however, sit down and we got acquainted. Getting to know Ruby that day made an impact on my life that I have never regretted.

The next time Ruby came in, I made sure I was her nurse and was anxious to continue our bonding. This time, however, she came in with a T.I.A. She recognized me, but was unable to verbalize what she was trying to tell me. So when I could break away from the computer I made sure to just go and sit with her and hold her hand, and even read her some articles from the newspaper.


The next day when I came in she had regained her speech but I could tell that she was frustrated as things weren't back to normal for her and she was trying to piece every sentence together before she spoke.


"Well, I feel like I've lost my marbles," she muttered. A tear slipped from the corner of her eye and slid down her cheek.


I gave her a hug and sat a few minutes holding her hand.


The next day on my way to work, I stopped at a discount store and bought a small mesh bag of marbles. When I got to work she was asleep in her room and I sat the marbles on her over-bed table and stepped out of the room.


Later that afternoon I stepped into her doorway and found her awake and smiling from ear to ear.

"Look," she exclaimed. "I've found my marbles."

I walked over and gave her a hug and we both had tears in our eyes.


"That's wonderful," I said. "I wonder where they were."


From that day forward we were true friends. We actually wrote each other for several years. We shared the death of her grandchild, the divorce of her daughter, and some things from my life, both good and bad. We were close friends. She never failed to mention her marbles, and how my gesture had helped in her healing process. In one letter she said that she had examined her marbles and they were all round.

When I didn't hear from her for a few months, I called her house and her husband told me she had died. He told me how much she had enjoyed my letters and cards; that her face would light up when he gave her a letter from me. I had always been happy to hear from her as well.


I know that the new era of nursing has made things more "professional," more protective of hospitals and staff should a lawsuit arise, more sophisticated. But I see nurses today spending hours behind a computer, frustrated at PYXIS machines as they spend so much time trying to access medications for their patients, having to call pharmacy or the House Supervisor to get drugs that could have been taken from a drawer in a fraction of the time it takes to get it from the machine. Nurses now sit behind a computer hours after their shift is over trying to catch up...tired and emotionally drained, sometimes not having had lunch or a bathroom break. We are asked to do twice the work in the same amount of time, and with the same patient load.


Routinely, I see patients complain that they heven't seen their nurse for hours, that their medications are late, that nobody seems to care or have time to explain procedures to them. They feel like a number, lost in the "system."


When will the madness end? Patient in-hospital stays keep getting shorter and shorter. Nursing today is like fast food; next people will drive up to a computer, punch in their "complaint," get a vacuum sealed pill, insert a credit card, and drive away without ever seeing a nurse. It saddens me to think that the "Rubys" in the world no longer get the special attention they need and deserve.


Patients should get the TLC they need to hasten the healing process. I urge you as nurses to take a few minutes with your patients on a personal level. Hold a hand. Cry with a patient. Laugh with a patient. Go out and help Ruby find her marbles. You and your patients will be glad for it.



THE END