Question: What have you been up to?
Did you notice? In this picture, the patient became the psychiatrist.
Question: Have you ever felt like your psychotherapist or psychiatrist blurred their boundaries with you? Have you ever struggled with your own boundaries with him or her? Please tell us your story.
Self-Care Tip: Enjoy your boundaries and let them lie.
- Ten Reasons to Leave Your Psychiatrist (awaywithwordsblog.com)
- Three Common Misconceptions About Psychiatry (getholistichealth.com)
- Psychiatrist vs. Psychologist vs. Counselor – What’s the Difference? (prairiewellness.wordpress.com)
Sweaty, well-worn, in bike-ware, she was eating comfortably with her friend. I kept trying not to stare and just had to fight it! I wanted to imprint her shiny wrinkled yet blooming geriatric status and break down what I saw into categories of self-care moves to grow old by. She looked really good.
I managed to finish eating at, (Oh my word! Yum! My new binge and bolt location,) Zinc Cafe, without ruining her appetite with a big hug and smooch from crazy-staring-stranger, me. I almost congratulated myself, it was so hard not to do. Nevertheless, when walking out I did stop and tell her she was beautiful and that I wanted to grow up to be her. She bloomed even more, right there and then. It was swell. Good food. Good role-model to remember.
We think it is our best years that people will identify us by. But they do not just do that. They think of us as how we are now too. More importantly is how we think of ourselves – of Me.
It is different for everyone. Why we want to be here. Understanding why, is a universal interest. It is the other side of value in the aging process.
My parents are getting old. I am. My patients and their parents are getting old. We are dying.
My dad is old. He just turned seventy-nine. He is not wearing bike shorts. He is not a blooming geriatric. But I value him and saying why, well, I realize starts with “Me.” It is not because of him thirty years ago. It is about his life these last thirty years. It is about his Me, now.
The present does not prove nor negate the past. Our value is more than that.
Sometimes I visit community practitioners. Please visualize that all of this is in the middle of their busy clinic day, racing between exam rooms to meet patient needs. I am standing at a nurses station perhaps, dressed in something über professional, (to hide the gypsy in me as well as I can. But if it were you, you would not be fooled by the cut of my lapel!) I catch the eye of the clinician and receive a strained smile, almost hearing her say, “Come on! I’m dying here! I have three patients waiting!” But generally they do not actually say it, generally. And sometimes, they are snagged by the magic of connection, take my elbow and draw me away into a private space where they can share their story. In a matter of moments.
We are skilled at shaving moments here and there. Skilled at putting as few words into a fat minute that can convey the large concept needed just Now! We learn this over brow-beating years of managed care medical practice, personal choices, convoluted expectations and need to please – self, other, insurance or what not. When clinicians share stories, we do it like we are late catching the train to heaven.
From these visits, I get more to my quality of practice. I get known, and get to know. Awesome. It is a newer part of my “work,” that I have been doing this, and I am loving it. I meet the people who are the other side of our patient’s treatment team. I meet people who are both human and medical clinicians. Realness surrounds them. Life stories come from them. In a fat minute I hear about their past, gain some understanding of their present and from that, I am given much. One physician told me of his beloved daughter who suicided, another of her husband’s chronic brain illness and how their family struggles. I shared how my young cousin hung himself and that part of me who is groping toward that space and time before he died.
To know who we are despite our changing emotions and behaviors, our changing identities, improves our understanding of life value. Somehow, Dad has known that, without bike shorts. He continues to mentor me in that. I do not know about the beautiful geriatric at breakfast, but who is to say she does not know her value? Not Me. But I am going to explore my own, for my sake. I am getting old.
Self-Care Tip: Look and look some more for why you are valuable.
Questions: What is valuable about you, even though you have lost so much in life? Why are you still alive? Please tell us your story.
- A happy patient is well connected to a doctor (eurekalert.org)
- The Doctor/Patient Relationship Comes First, Last, And Alway (psychologytoday.com)
- Patient-Doctor Relationship
- Book Review by Robyn Gabe Awareness of Dying by Barney Glaser and Anselm Strauss (robynfgabe.wordpress.com)
- What if you didn’t have to find out you’re dying to truly live? (theawarenessrevolution.wordpress.com)
Maureen McFadden, a two time Emmy Award winning journalist, at WNDU. In November 2007, she documented a winning medical series called Rewiring the Brain.
I am sharing my response to Ms. McFadden with you, my friends, colleagues, and community, because I choose you for company. Thank you for that.
Hello Ms. McFadden,Thank you so much for your work increasing community awareness of ECT and diminishing social stigma. Thank you for having a life-work, such as this, for obtaining a powerful voice that people want to listen to, and doing what you have done to get attention. Your influence, hard-earned, is collateral and that you spent it “here” is huge. I am so grateful.I am a psychiatrist. It is difficult for me to work with these, community awareness and social stigma. I am not special in this difficulty experience, of course, and I know that the bummer feeling that I am “alone” in it is a distortion. Thank you for your company and illuminating presence. Keep on.Sana Johnson-Quijada MD
- Removing Potential Barriers to Mental Health Care: Social Stigma and Insurance (mspp.edu)
- Present stimulation (searchedafterfoundeverywhere.wordpress.com)
- Why Electroconvulsive Therapy Is More Popular Than Ever (businessinsider.com)
A friend of mine told me the other day,
Mentally I went to a bad place during exercise on Tuesday. Like “I’m so slow, I want to go home, the other girls probably think bad things about me”. In my head space now I see those thoughts as ridiculous. But it was tough to get through.
Excuse me but she is brilliant. She speaks for millions.
So many times we think about the rough out there. The words that slow our swing down, that are not said right, that somehow take away points from our identity. We are not a two-dimensional scorecard. Speaking up does not qualify us. Good or bad. Speaking up does not change our value.
I loved her voice. I am thinking she should start up her own blog. If she can be this transparent on a blog, she is a needed voice.
If I could fantasize a little, (Now! Now! Stop that,) I would have her and you go back to our own, here at friendtoyourself.com, and start methodically answering each self-care question, post by post, in your own authentic way. And just you see what a stroke speaking up makes. Just see what it does for you inside and out. Just see what it does for others. …Me for example. See? I am affected by you.
As for my transparency, in brief, …I did not survive halloween. I ate like a motor. Chocolate. Chocolate and more chocolate.
Otherwise. I think this greens-and-beans-effort I am doing has been ok. I am eating a lot of plants. Trying to keep the simple carbs low. Not always the fact but the goal. I do still eat in volume which I will see if it makes a difference or not when it is this type of volume. All that fiber is making a difference to my gut though! my abdomen is distended! TMI.
A couple posts ago we shared Jessica’s, “Do This.” My question is, what is yours? What is your, “Do This?” Please do not make me use any more golf analogies, but where are your …words? Your words are important for you. They bring friendship to you from you. They bring you to connection, community, clarity of thought, and as said in a post long ago:
“And if we stop speaking, we will lose. If we do not respect the opportunity to connect, if we do not treat it as the treasure that it is, not only will the world miss out on the ‘Me,’ we miss out on the world at large. It goes both ways.
We have a choice. Get friendly with yourself. Speak. Listen. Connect.
Self-Care Tip – Stay connected for your sake and for theirs.”
Question: What has speaking up done for your friendship with yourself? How are your words kinder said than not? Please tell your story.
- Safety in Connections With Others 2011/06/12
- Demanding Freedom and Other Oxymorons That Empower Our Self-Care 2011/07/11
- Connection: It’s Medical But Still Magical 2011/01/15
- Kaia Girl Testimonial: Erin U. (kaiafitsacramento.com)
- Kaia Quiz! (kaiafitsacramento.com)
- Perfect? (muckcreekkennels.wordpress.com)
- Kaia Girl Update: Jama M. (kaiafitsacramento.com)
- Deal (therunawaymama.com)
The ocean is like an untended cemetery, compared to my youth dives, with shoots of life breaking up the stone and dead coral. A little family of forceps butterfly fish flutter around the tips of something brown. I honk sounds through the water to my kids when I spy a trumpet fish, a big one, with some neon lighting up the gray long body. My kids are so energized.
There are three turtles and I remember I have never swum with turtles before. “Hey. That’s cool,” I think. I try to reconcile the turtles with the changes from when I snorkeled and dove reefs years ago, “Positive? Negative?” Something there in me wants to feed this info through my inner hope-machine to convince my other that when my kids swim another future day, the ocean will not be dead. Foreboding.
I am starting to get disoriented by this and surface to get a grip. My husband pops up and I whisper to him, so our kids do not overhear and lose their energy to my negativity, “It’s like a tomb, Honey! I can hardly stand it!” And like a compass, he points to a better direction. “It’s fine, Sana. It is what it is.” Interpretation can distort experience.
Thanks to husband and the reconnection of interpretation with presence, under water, I see this moment, this day, in the parrot fish, the coronets, and the puffers. And I, with more gravity, am able to enjoy what Love is giving now. A solemn gift. More informed, my appreciation is deeper and I can receive.
Receiving Love is not as easy as it sounds. It is the work of a moment. It is the work of a lifetime. I am a spoiler, unable to love myself, unless I am able to receive Love from outside of myself and connect with it, in my pathway of Me-to-Me.
I am just starting to get this and am eager to understand and own more, because, this has been amazing. This is something like how it goes so far; tense up, maybe angry Me, (reason or no reason,) pause, look, pray for it, pause, acknowledge, let it do its thing on Me. Start over. Again. Again.
In we who suffer brain illness, we who suffer cancer, we who are in the dying stage of life, in we who, we, we are in the right place to do this. This is just where we need to be to receive Love.
Illness does not keep us from the ability to receive Love. Poverty does not. Dead coral and loss do not. Nothing can.
Everything can be used by Love to communicate to us. Illness can. Poverty, dying, loss can. Anything can be used to bring into our circle of Me-to-Me, Love. Love is now.
I am glad, in age, that I am increasingly aware of the changeability inherent in everything, everything, positive, negative, everything. This is one more way I am able to receive Love. Age.
Being able to receive Love requires the process of changing. It is not stagnant, stationary, unaging. As far as we are able to understand, it is not. We are creatures of dimension, creatures of space and time and until we are further created to receive otherwise, this is.
Question: how do you increase your reception of Love? How do you receive Love? How does this affect your friendship with yourself. Please tell us your story.
Self-Care Tip: Increase your Love-reception.
- Receive When a Gift is Offered 2011/01/07 (FriendtoYourself.com)
- Stop! Before Hurting Yourself or Others 2011/02/25 (FriendtoYourself.com)
- Me! Where Emotions and Behaviors Come From 2011/05/25 (FriendtoYourself.com)
- How to Receive Love. (elephantjournal.com)
- The Essence of Love!!! (lovedynamix.wordpress.com)
- Nurturing: cultivating your gift to give (and receive) love (firefliesofhope.typepad.com)
- Accepting Love (thehealingroominsights.wordpress.com)
- Receive My Love (taraleighlovesyou.com)
- No One is Born to Hate (thinktalkspeak.co.uk)
- How do you receive love when you don’t know who truly loves you? (teachmehowtotrust.wordpress.com)
Hearing this phrase, command, suggestion can be, well, triggering. Please don’t run. This is just too good to miss.
My girlfriend, and mentor, Jessica Adams, was recently awarded “Kaia Queen, Fall 2013.” She is a marvel. An inspiration. A success and to be watched. Eyes right, troopers.
Jessica started exercising and eating healthy about ?three months ago. She stopped all alcohol, although she wasn’t a lush before :). To support her, her boyfriend joined in. They are now healthy, strong, and between then both, there are thirty seven pounds displaced elsewhere.
I have been in Kaia since a year ago now. I am no Jessica. I am a stubborn bit. I have gotten stronger and healthier and I love that my body is my own again. I am still in the unhealthy weight category though and thirty pounds higher than my high school weight – back in the day when river trips were a stage and self-esteem was more about that. Back when. So much distance between now and then. Sigh.
I looked at Jessica the other day and said, “Who am I to argue with that. I am going to ‘do this.’” Why argue with what works, I figure.
Jessica, sweetheart that she is, responded with a beautiful composition you might enjoy as well.
Jessica, courageous as ever, released her writing and name for us.
Way to go Jessica! We celebrate you!
On Oct 28, 2013, at 9:10 PM,
By, Jessica Adams
I haven’t forgotten my promise to send you recipes and tell you what I’m eating!
For breakfast I am going to make a green drink every day and add a serving of hemp protein. I have two faves: peanut butter chocolate banana and berry apple.
Peanut Butter Chocolate Banana Smoothie
1 frozen banana
1 cup almond milk
1 tbs peanut butter
1 tbs unsweetened cocoa powder
2 cups loose baby spinach
1 serving hemp protein
water to thin it out
ice to make it more icy if that’s how you like it
1/2 cup frozen berries
1 cup almond milk
2 cups loose baby spinach
1 serving hemp protein
For lunch I am making a big salad and adding some legumes or grains to it. For example:
1 tbs olive oil
Juice of one lemon
salt & pepper
sliced green onion
1 cup garbanzo beans (or any legume)
3 celery stalks thinly sliced
1 tomato chopped
2 cups organic kale blend
I just play around with the ingredients depending on my mood. Tabbouleh would prob be really good to eat as long as it is more heavy on the veggies rather than the grains. Maybe have it on top of a bed of greens and squeeze extra lemon juice on it.
For dinners I am filling my plate with vegetables: steamed broccoli, cooked squash, greens (cooked or raw), beets, yams, roasted brussels sprouts…anything that sounds good. Then I am adding some legume, or tofu, or fish, or grain. For grains I usually eat quinoa.
I made some felafel patties ahead of time that are very tasty.
1 cup chickpea flour
1/4 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp garlic powder, onion powder, coriander
1/2 cup hot water
juice of half a lemon
mix all the dry ingredients
add the hot water and lemon
let sit 10 min
then shape into small patties and fry in small amount of olive oil or coconut oil
Lentil soup is another thing I like to make ahead for dinners:
Spaghetti squash with black bean guacamole:
Any recipe from oh she glows is golden. I love her food! I think you would too
For snacks I am focusing on veggies rather than fruit. I pack a whole cucumber and bell pepper for snack at work.
On days when my neighbor isn’t gone in the morning (I peek out the window to check) I don’t like to run the blender because I am afraid it will disturb her. So I will probably cook myself a couple over-medium eggs and enjoy those with sauteed tomato and a couple corn tortillas.
Coffee in the morning. No creamers! Almond milk only. Green tea the rest of the day if I want it.
I don’t keep anything in my house that I will binge on. Such as: tortilla chips, nutella, any kind of sweetdelicioussaltysnack thing. Sometimes I even have to ban avocados and nut butters. I’ve taken down a jar of sunflower seed butter in two days before…ugh. I throw food away if I know it will tempt me. Actually…I have to sabotage the food first (dousing it in dish soap is one of my go-to techniques) so I won’t try to rescue it from the trash! Oh the shame! LOL. I do not keep gifts of candy or baked goods. I give them away before I even get home. I also only cook rice and noodles in single servings because I will binge on those too.
I’m training for the Avocado Half Marathon in Fallbrook that will be in February. So, I am running 5 days a week in addition to Kaia. Just easy pre-training runs so far; 3-5 miles.
I hope this is helpful It is helpful for me to put it in writing so now I have to follow through! Oh…speaking of, I track all my food on myfitnesspal.com. My user name is yessicasue if you want to add me as a friend on there!
Ok Sana…let’s be strong and committed! One great day at a time. We can do it
- *Fuel Friday ~ lentil balsamic soup* (wasntjustthewinetalking.com)
- Meal Plan Recipes: Spaghetti Squash “Noodles” (dancersdish.wordpress.com)
Stubborn in a game of chicken, who will win?
“The principle of the game is that while each player prefers not to yield to the other, the worst possible outcome occurs when both players do not yield.”
As said by one avid chicken-owner at the UK World Championship Hen Races, “Listen birdbrain, you either perform for me, or perform for Colonel Sanders.”
Sometimes it is like that between the idea of, everything starts and ends with Me, that we hold here at FriendtoYourself.com and others who say, Love God first.
So, in the spirit of hoping, and “racing well,” let’s discuss.
If we could Love another first, that would just be great. But we can’t. (Hear the whine? I suppose I have made those sounds before.) We can’t. I think that is the curse of Adam and Eve. We can’t love anyone truly more than ourselves. It always comes back to me. We can be thankful for Jesus saving those Garden-of-Edeners, and the rest of us from that lonely circle. Jesus inserted Himself into our round and round so first, we are never alone, and second, we have Love that is bigger than any catastrophe we think we were born into or happened upon along the way.
When I was a young-in, I studied at Rosario Beach. We took samples from the ocean and did funky things to them and finally were tested and passed the class. In this process we studied insertion genes. These are awesome in their changing power. This is how mutations happen in nature as well as how we now do genetic engineering.
None of us, like lined up chromosomes, can insert into ourselves the ability to start or end anywhere but with Me. But, just like the stupidity of working out before you go to the gym, we do not wait for that to be inserted into Me before we pursue Love. Love inserts in. Until then, the Love part is foreign to Me. It is a mystery. Our life journey of beginning and ending with Me is changed from the one we started with.
Like weaving in magic into the common circle that everything starts and ends with Me,… But we are not magicians. I am no magician, although I have watched, “Now You See Me,” and I understand that even magicians do not believe what they do is magic.
We have often said and heard others say, “Don’t love Me first, Love God first.” We are not worth much to our neighbor though if we do not like Me.
So basically any time on our personal life journey, we might have enough insight to perceive the Loving of another more than Me, think Magic. Someone did you an insert. Now, even though your circle will still end with Me, your Me is changed and connected to Love.
It is a bummer that so many of us, with inherent self-recrimination, tell ourselves and others to, “Love God first,” when we might as well demand that we do our own gene engineering with Magic. If and/or when we do love another first, by definition, that is not about Me.
“We love, because He first loved Me.” ’Member? 1Jo 4:19
We can, however, enter ourselves in for the insertion. If we do not put our name in, it is harder to get called I would think.
Self-Care Tip: Believe in Magic to treat yourself and others kinder, with less self-recrimination, and with more hope.
Questions: I’m still growing on this. What do you think?
I was late again for my exercise group, Kaia F.I.T. It almost kept me from going. Being late is embarrassing!
Being late is a misunderstood disease. A syndrome. I am pretty sure there is a formal diagnosis that the DSM-VI (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Illness) will have for it. Difficulty with being late will get its own ribbon. I do not know. Maybe yellow after “The Yellow Wallpaper” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. I will tie yellow ribbons to my hair, shoes, car, and get a yellow-ribbon pin for my shirt on behalf of myself and all those with like-affliction. Stigma toward those of us suffering with this condition will diminish.
(I am really hoping Becca, Rene, Alyssa, Maria and all other Kaia coaches across America are reading this so that I, and those who suffer like me, will not be further socially abused, nor get the government involved.)
Now, in celebration of diminishing stigma of any kind all around the world, I am reposting, with gratitude:
“Why I Wrote The Yellow Wallpaper” (Charlotte Perkins Gilman)
For many years I suffered from a severe and continuous nervous breakdown tending to melancholia–and beyond. During about the third year of this trouble I went, in devout faith and some faint stir of hope, to a noted specialist in nervous diseases, the best known in the country. This wise man put me to bed and applied the rest cure, to which a still-good physique responded so promptly that he concluded there was nothing much the matter with me, and sent me home with solemn advice to “live as domestic a life as far as possible,” to “have but two hours’ intellectual life a day,” and “never to touch pen, brush, or pencil again” as long as I lived. This was in 1887.
I went home and obeyed those directions for some three months, and came so near the borderline of utter mental ruin that I could see over.
Then, using the remnants of intelligence that remained, and helped by a wise friend, I cast the noted specialist’s advice to the winds and went to work again–work, the normal life of every human being; work, in which is joy and growth and service, without which one is a pauper and a parasite–ultimately recovering some measure of power.
Being naturally moved to rejoicing by this narrow escape, I wrote “The Yellow Wallpaper,” with its embellishments and additions, to carry out the ideal (I never had hallucinations or objections to my mural decorations) and sent a copy to the physician who so nearly drove me mad. He never acknowledged it.
The little book is valued by alienists and as a good specimen of one kind of literature. It has, to my knowledge, saved one woman from a similar fate–so terrifying her family that they let her out into normal activity and she recovered.
But the best result is this. Many years later I was told that the great specialist had admitted to friends of his that he had altered his treatment of neurasthenia since reading The Yellow Wallpaper.
It was not intended to drive people crazy, but to save people from being driven crazy, and it worked.
SOURCE: The Forerunner, October 1913.
Self-care tip: Work hard where you must. Stigma is as stigma does. Keep on.
Question: Where is stigma attacking you? What are doing with it? Please tell us your story.
by, Leslie Oneil, RN
In The Ring
I sat at a table in a large meeting room watching Dr. as she stood in front of the room. She stood in front of us with poise…armored with stories, analogies, statistics, and invisible red boxing gloves to match her red dress. She was ready to defend mental illness, and fight for its proper place in medicine and in the spot light where it belongs…right next to the heavy hitters: cancer, heart disease, diabetes.
Dr. delivered the statistics….”1 in 5 people suffer from depression.” She counts the room, “1, 2, 3, 4, depressed. 1, 2, 3, 4, depression.” She continued, “Put all of the depressed people in a room, and look around. 1 in 15 of those suffering from depression will go on to commit suicide.” It’s dramatic. The room was silent. It usually is. I am not comfortable with the topic anymore than I was the first time, but I am getting used to hearing the same phrases, the same statistics, and responding to the same questions from the audience. I am now familiar with the language of mental illness.
Last Friday, as I stood in the middle of the PACU, our eyes met. It felt intense. it was an emergency, and an emergency in behavioral health means…
Then I heard Michael Buffer, the master of ceremonies, in my head. He introduced the statistic to the ring. Dramatic music played, and before I had the chance to raise my gloves, the statistic nailed me…First with a left hook, then went below the belt. I was knocked out. Speechless with my face in my hands. Gloves were off.
Your patient committed suicide.
No amount of training prepares you. No power point presentation. No book. No doctor.
I never even imagined how I would handle the news. I was weak in the knees and shook.
The patient was starting electroconvulsive therapy in 3 days. The patient had just called me. The patient denied any suicidal thoughts. The patient…….It doesn’t stop.
The gravity of what I do hit me. It hit me hard.
As I drove home I thought, “Have I entered a losing battle? I’ve wanted to be a nurse to comfort people, advocate for them, care for them, and try to help improve their quality of life if possible.” If possible are the key words.
Am I okay with, “We did everything we could. Stop. Time of death….”
My question to you: “Do you find gratification with the result or with the process?”
You think you know the answer…until you’re in the ring.
Leslie Oneil, RN, is a ECT specialist nurse. She writes at a blog worth following, A Very LOshow.
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by Sana Johnson-Quijada MD (Author)
In a culture that demands our time, our attention, and our energy 24-7, sleep has gotten a bad reputation. A full night of rest can feel like a weakness, an indulgence, something selfish. But sleep, says Dr. Sana Johnson-Quijada, is critical to our mental and physical health. And when we are not getting enough quality sleep, our lives suffer. Dr. Q explores the reasons why we sabotage healthy sleep patterns, identifies our unique sleep temperaments, and offers practical, positive, and achievable goals for sleeping better. From a daily sleep log to the 12 Rules of Sleep Hygiene, readers will walk away with the motivation and tools to get the rest they need.
“Taylor Swift is a rock star!”
The girl was in awe. She had written versions of this all over her paper in various star-quality designs. Everything was about Taylor Swift. I was watching her at the park and drifting among my own thoughts, when her father leaned over and said, “Now write, Susan is a rock star.” Young TS-Fan, alias Susan, looked up with an expression capturing a combo of wisdom with a big flip-off. My thoughts were not adrift. She was my interest. She was a star.
And so was her dad! What a guy!
Think about what your temperament gave you. Think about what you like most to do, what your thoughts noodle when you aren’t “thinking.” Is there someone who emulates the “star?” Write that person’s name down in a bumper sticker statement. Now write your own name in another. You are peers. Meet your cohort.
Susan’s dad had it going. Be productive at any age. Know that you have something to offer. You have valuable stock. Put you name out there, where ever that is.
Christian is a brilliant gardener. Mindy is being her real self all the time. Craig works words in classic timeless style. You are a star.
Self-care tip: Put your name into print.
Question: What are you a star at? Please tell us your fabulous story of self.
We are like the national bank of our own nation. If we do not invest and do book-keeping, we get the great depression. But what does that mean? What is investing in Me? What is book-keeping? ”I am not an accountant and I am not good with numbers,” we say.
We are talking about putting it in and seeing into when it is running low. Putting it in, well, it might be fun, intuitive, the best part of what makes life worth living, or it might feel like working nine to five.
How do we get money in our bank? We work. We work jobs we like, and ones we do not. This is not meant to be a discussion on the employment crisis we are in, but rather our basic needs. Basic needs, like energy, self-esteem, a desire to live, freedom, the ability to feel pleasure, think about those.
Have we considered them as our entitlement for being human? Are they a choice? Investing in me is the big and small, the easy and difficult of practicing accountability to Me.
One of the weaknesses of this primitive analogy is that it piggy-backs a cultural opinion of failure if we find our bank empty. Without spending time today on that, please accept the premise that emotions and behaviors in this discussion are not moral qualifiers.
The behaviors that bring bank might be any number of things, exercise, diet, marrying God, sleep, taking prescription medication, ECT, using CPAP, avoiding violent content, Love magic, and so forth. However, to do these things with most success. Pursue them through the framework gifted to us via genetics, what came to us by way of temperament. That is style, form, and inspiration.
Temperament provides for us, like a great uncle’s inheritance. Going with that style of personality will tap into what was put aside for us without any work on our part. It is a fortune each of us have. This is in compliment to what bank we work for, as described above.
There are many ways we receive that we do not work for. Love, for example. But the choice to receive may not come easy. The choice to pursue what is freely given to us, to unwrap a gift, to open an envelope that carries our uncle’s will, to receive Love – the choice is ours. The choice can be as difficult or more so than hours in a sweatshop.
How do we get money in our bank? We work and we receive.
So this is what “bank” is and book-keeping at FriendtoYourself.com, and maybe it is as interesting as tax season but I thought revisiting it might lend balance. Keep on.
Question: What is your bookkeeping activity? Please tell us some of your story.
Self-care tip: Work and receive actively.
What is your educated opinion about this? A friend of mine is seriously considering this.
Jim was asking regarding ECT – electroconvulsive therapy.
Responding to a question that asks me to answer both personally and professionally is a little uncomfortable but this is my best effort.
…Alright, Provocateur Jim, I have been chewing my cheek on this, wanting to say something profound, considered “educated,” yet not to turn anyone off with an up-tilted schnoz.
I do love ECT as a treatment option.
ECT is not for everyone of course, as nothing is, but consider it if you are looking for a treatment to work quickly and effectively .
Quickly is important.
- Can be life-saving, (“Timing is everything,” they say)
- Brain health short and long-term
- less dementia,
- less onset of other brain illnesses that come when one brain illness is not fully treated,
- easier to respond to any future necessary treatments when we get more rapid and full treatment response to current illness episode,
- ECT (as with medication therapy) that is done earlier in illness episode has a more robust response,
- relapses are less severe, and we do not drop as rapidly when treatment is obtained more quickly for current illness episode,
- Quality of life,
- Halt the damage to interpersonal relationships,
- Diminish financial demise secondary to disability of brain illness,
- Minimize side-effects,
- Minimize medications.
Efficacy… do we really need to even say that the goal is to use a treatment that works? ECT works more often and more thoroughly than any other treatment options.
Furthermore, we suffer less illness relapse when ECT is continued in maintenance.
Treatment response is much more robust when ECT is combined with medication.
The side effects can only be measured on an individual basis, as qualified by the person going through them.
First off, there is no brain damage done by ECT, as seen in medical studies. This is a common fear.
Neither does ECT go through the body systems, it is not metabolized, and does not touch our body organs. Yay, right!? Medication side effects are a huge pill-dotted elephant in the room. ECT does not touch the body (i.e. It is not a substance ingested or entered materially into the body,) all related potential side effects never happen.
The number one reason for relapse in brain illness is medication noncompliance. This is due to many reasons, such as intolerable side-effects and the cascade of subsequent related issues. Even dry mouth can lead to root canals. We do not think of osteoporosis from serotonin agents. Not taking our medication daily can be for more obvious reasons, like not climaxing during orgasm.
Plus, it is just hard to remember. Even the most consistent of us generally miss one to two days of medication a week or a month. It is tough to be consistent.
ECT is less difficult to remember and maintenance ECT is much less frequent than taking pills every day. Even when the ECT is combined with medication, if a day or two is missed, at least the ECT will be consistent as it has the support of the community of ECT staff and the transportation person to and from the surgery center.
In these regards, ECT has fewer barriers to treatment compliance that the majority of us suffer with medication therapies. That is a big deal.
The side-effects of ECT are generally headache and temporary memory loss.
During index treatment, (about the first 3-4 weeks,) it is common to experience difficulty imprinting/recording memories. This typically takes about five weeks after the index treatment to return toward baseline. 80 years of data do not demonstrate that there is other memory loss but there are individual complaints of that.
Headaches are common for the the first couple treatments until the anesthesia becomes customized to the individuals experience. Generally after the first few treatments, the personalized anesthesia medications are able to resolve these from causing too much suffering. Not universally of course, but generally. Then once the maintenance treatments get going, memory loss and headaches are not common complaints.
Did I do it? Any questions about this diatribe? :) Thank you for your patience. I am trying… Please let me know. Keep on.
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And, refreshing our memory… from http://www.FriendtoYourself.com, Related:
“I like the way he sees me. I have a lot of trouble seeing myself.”
Madge really had it going, as far as I was concerned. In this one statement, she is insightful.
Juxtaposing being able to see into oneself with the self-declaration of not being able to see, is ironic. It is lovely, like going toward anxiety to diminish its power over us. It is complex, as are the many hues of gray. A beautiful weed. Great weakness. Useful trash. It is a pretty great irony to come to that place of wisely recognizing how little wisdom we have.
We have trouble seeing ourselves. Part of what makes it so hard to be friends is that doing that is like shaking our own hand. When we try, we are a purse flipped inside out. The crude insult, “Her head is stuck up her own a–!” comes to mind.
Many like bullet points to give a, “How to.” For example, look at Yahoo!
How to buy, store, and cook watermelon
Cook watermelon. I know someone is saying, “Made you look.” And maybe when I say, “How to see yourself in these moves,” someone else is swirling their eyes. But, as I am not about to say that I know better than Yahoo!, here’s my try:
1. Origins, (God)
2. Brain health
5. And a big magic mirror
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, how do I see Me?
Maybe my list is out of order and maybe it is not a perfect step approach into the soul. So be it. Editors of Yahoo! feel free to instruct.
Madge, in one statement, covered community and limitations. It was nice to be in her space.
Self-Care Tip: How do I become a friend to Me? Start with seeing.