I feel like crap, sorry. I usually don't whine, but today. Shazbot! The stupid part with this is while all my symptoms are physical. I really don't know whether it is caused by mental distress or a combination of both. Aaargh. It could be the temps too, it is hot and sunny at 99 degrees. Other Arizonians have assured me this is unusual. *sigh. Everywhere I move to the weather wonks out. In Wisconsin nobody could tell, the weather is always a bit loco.
I feel like a schmuck. Have you ever put a kid in the corner as punishment and then forgot about them? Oops! Jack the puppy was treating Max like his normal chew toy..so he got into trouble and was put in his cage. Normally it is only until he settles down..I forgot he was in there. Went upstairs and had an attack of the shakes..came downstairs and *sigh. It didn't hurt him, I guess, though now he is being extra licky..I feel so guilty. OMG..LOL.
The shakes? Have you ever had them? A terror kind of creeps all over you. You feel paralyzed in a way, except for your hands...which shake uncontrollably. Coffee or anything with caffeine heightens this. Since starting this therapy stuff, they can get very bad. The tremors takes over my whole body. It is either walk them out or curl up in a dark cave. Since I am fresh out of caves, I use my bedroom very dark and try not to think. I still have some of the anxiety left, so I will go for a walk later. I will take Jack too, I owe him at least that.
I have had these all my life, under stress..before a performance, or in a crowded dining room and you have to tell a table the cook's lost their order..a 1/2 hour ago. Sometimes it was walking into a party, or going on a date, or walking through hallways in school. Now they hit me. I talked and opened up a lot of fresh childhood memories yesterday. It felt wonderful then... a bit ago it was hell, no... now I am okay, mostly. I smile here because what else can you really do? Cry again..?? Um, sad. Plus, except for some dizziness, mild nausea, and an awareness of "skin", mine. I made it through what my mind can dish out, again.
None of this hit me today until I tried to do something besides Face book. My hubby left this morning, got the kids off to school. It was a treat to relax and joke and talk with my friends....and then ...
Obsessions, addictions, facing the past so I can plan a future and deal with the present..my level. it really isn't comfortable here. America stigmatizes craziness while it laughs at it..and shies away from the reality of it. I have been guilty of this myself, and still am. I am trying to work on that, with my daughter, me others I know and now love. I also refuse to be a stereotype..of anything.
Your level..hard to say. I don't know you..I think the challenge is to come up with your own. Something that improves you and then improves the people and the world around you.
TTYL thanks for listening...
The oven outside has cooled down now.. the shake and bake is done.You can all say now in a thick Southern accent .."and I helped!"
I feel like a schmuck. Have you ever put a kid in the corner as punishment and then forgot about them? Oops! Jack the puppy was treating Max like his normal chew toy..so he got into trouble and was put in his cage. Normally it is only until he settles down..I forgot he was in there. Went upstairs and had an attack of the shakes..came downstairs and *sigh. It didn't hurt him, I guess, though now he is being extra licky..I feel so guilty. OMG..LOL.
The shakes? Have you ever had them? A terror kind of creeps all over you. You feel paralyzed in a way, except for your hands...which shake uncontrollably. Coffee or anything with caffeine heightens this. Since starting this therapy stuff, they can get very bad. The tremors takes over my whole body. It is either walk them out or curl up in a dark cave. Since I am fresh out of caves, I use my bedroom very dark and try not to think. I still have some of the anxiety left, so I will go for a walk later. I will take Jack too, I owe him at least that.
I have had these all my life, under stress..before a performance, or in a crowded dining room and you have to tell a table the cook's lost their order..a 1/2 hour ago. Sometimes it was walking into a party, or going on a date, or walking through hallways in school. Now they hit me. I talked and opened up a lot of fresh childhood memories yesterday. It felt wonderful then... a bit ago it was hell, no... now I am okay, mostly. I smile here because what else can you really do? Cry again..?? Um, sad. Plus, except for some dizziness, mild nausea, and an awareness of "skin", mine. I made it through what my mind can dish out, again.
None of this hit me today until I tried to do something besides Face book. My hubby left this morning, got the kids off to school. It was a treat to relax and joke and talk with my friends....and then ...
Obsessions, addictions, facing the past so I can plan a future and deal with the present..my level. it really isn't comfortable here. America stigmatizes craziness while it laughs at it..and shies away from the reality of it. I have been guilty of this myself, and still am. I am trying to work on that, with my daughter, me others I know and now love. I also refuse to be a stereotype..of anything.
Your level..hard to say. I don't know you..I think the challenge is to come up with your own. Something that improves you and then improves the people and the world around you.
TTYL thanks for listening...
The oven outside has cooled down now.. the shake and bake is done.You can all say now in a thick Southern accent .."and I helped!"
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