http://uk.news.yahoo.com/afp/20070927/thl-health-aids-germany-96993ab_2.html
Now I am very interested to see where this if at all any is distributed to Ug, ends up in light of the missing funds from GF in Ug. See I would really really like to work with the grassroot health organisations in my homeland. Now if only I could just get 2M of this amount, that would be something - urmmm noo - I promise to try to keep my saloon grooming down to once a week.
http://uk.news.yahoo.com/rtrs/20070927/thl-uk-cancer-alcohol-acc9995_1.html
It had to happen I guess! Us women have been shedding off our bras and hanging them on lamp posts or railings, or whichever poles that care to hold them in pursuit to be like the boys. Even moved up a gear to drink the boys out of their leagues on the beers and earned ourselves the 'laddette badge' , excelling in the trivial pursuit of pub crawling that would have that Armstrong guy hot footing it back to planet earth before one could even say one damn giant leap (to hell n back)! Those darn researchers had to come up with a way to slow us down - how you may ask? I will tell you how dear sistas. Through the same darn mammaries that have babies going googly-eyed if not the men folk! We are being told to go easy - no in fact where possible quit the alcohol if you want to keep your boobies not only looking sharp, but on you. Well you heard it here sistas. Go easy on the booze and up your stakes at keeping the chemo at bay.
breast cancer in Uganda is the third commonest cancer in women coming only next to cancer of the cervix and Kaposi’s sarcoma. Figures were last gathered way back in the 60's when the incidence of breast cancer in Uganda had been observed to have doubled from 11:100,000 in 1961 to 22:100,000 in 1995.
Unfortunately the cases are often seen in late stages thus the outcome of treatment is inevitably unsatisfactory. The present day knowledge of this disease does not have any effective primary prevention. It is thus imperative that efforts should be made to detect the disease in its early stages. Mammography has been found to be useful but it is not applicable as a means of mass screening in Uganda (there are only 2 mammography units in Uganda. Public education towards breast Self Examination (BSE) should be propagated because it is practical and affordable.
http://uk.news.yahoo.com/rtrs/20070924/thl-uk-sleep-death-acc9995_1.html
Lol! And they needed to research this to come to this conclusion? All they had to do was observe me after sleep deprivation of 12hrs and that’s not saying much! I am not a happy bunny at all!! The immigration officers have been at the receiving end of my tirades - usually after long haul flights when I find it damn hard to get to sleep. Plus there are so many in-flight movies to browse through; it's like unleashing a child into a toy store. That's the only time I am parked in one place long enough. Has anybody realised that these in-flight movies are programmed just so that just when you've come to the movie you really really want to watch, you are told you the remaining flight time will not be sufficient for you to finish watching it. I swear it must just be me. The sleeping pills don't work on my system - they usually do this delayed trick on me and kick start 24hrs when I am off the flight and really need to be awake and alert.
One option is I guess to convince someone to give me their upgrade points so I get to fly business or first class, yeah and I just saw one pig flying by...
Now this is a question that has me wringing my hands. Not in the manner that one would assume when questioned by officious looking persons pretending to be overly friendly whilst they pick your brains over your application for a job you've just signed your life away too. Why do interview panel members behave in this manner? I mean, it's bad enough that you've got put yourself forward as being available to be used to pay for the damn bills in your life, but hey, c'mon! You don't have to be reminded that you are being pimped along the way. I recall a scenario way back when this prim-looking panellist asked me to tell her why I wanted to be working in her team. My mind went blank just at the moment she posed the question, because for the life of me, I too couldn't fathom why I wanted to become a member on her team. I simply couldn't see myself prancing around all day looking like I had something stuck up my backside.
Now to the question of today or was it yesterday? I loose ma mind at clarity but hey it aint a perfect world we are forced into! Conception ought to be classifed as child abuse. How was my day? Let me see? Facebook asked me a similar question. (For those of you that may not know what facebook is - just type it in your web browser and you'll soon be transported there. If you however end up in some child unfriendly site, please do not blame me! I did not design the worldwideweb!!!) Only they restrict you to how many words you ought to use to sume up your day. I blame it on George Orwell with his newspeak. Now emoticoms and txt shorthand sum up the fast world we live in. It took me ages to work out how to use my mobile phone to text - and I'm still working it out.
How was my day? Back to reality of not having a maid to tidy up after you. I miss Ug! Don't get me wrong. I don't mind the odd times of cleaning/tidying up after myself, but hey, I definitely wouldn't complain on having a maid take it on. So it was back to laundry, grocery shopping and house-cleaning that the working week had put on hold till the weekend. My youngest was very keen to go shopping though - 'till I realised she had her own list of goodies she wanted me to include. I intended to go visit a sick relative of mine, but lo betide, my church members got wind I'm back and reminded me of the rosta I'd been avoiding! So it's no partying tonite just incase I omit to return till dawn so as to be in place for church duties! Instead I'm taking it out on poor cyber persons to regurgitate my sad situation. Oh well... if I have to suffer it, why the hell not get an audience. Still, I gotta go visit that relative tomorrow after church... beta get that food flask out for the matooke she'd love me to take her.