Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Could be worse...

My pain used to be so bad that I had to wash my hair with my head upside down. I couldn't lift my arms, sit, lay or sleep comfortably. It wore me out. I barely wanted to pick up Bella because it hurt so bad and then I was diagnosed with TMS and I began to read about it and then..taa daa... I felt better! It was the strangest thing ever. Lately I have been very stiff. I can't sit or lay in one position without feeling pain. I don't know how long this will last but I feel like I have had it forever. I only read half the book so maybe it will help if I finish it. Hmmm.
Read about TMS below...

Fear the TMS

TMS as described on RSIWarrior.com
An alternative view pioneered mainly by Dr John E. Sarno hypothesizes that repetitive strain injuries and other pain syndromes are entirely psychosomatic in nature and not caused by underlying musculoskeletal injuries. According to Sarno, emotional stress eventually manifests itself as physical pain through tensed, oxygen constricted muscles. Sarno calls this condition Tension Myositis Syndrome (TMS). The muscle pain in TMS is similar to what athletes might feel after strenuous workouts. The difference is that for athletes pain relief usually occurs within moments of completing the workout whereas RSI sufferers have constant, lingering pain. TMS says that the brain latches onto tension to divert attention from underlying negative emotions. By doing this, the brain manages to suppress the negative emotions deeper into the unconscious levels. This can lead to a disastrous cycle where negative emotions cause RSI pain, which end causing more stress and negative emotions and transitively more pain. Sarno boasts very high rates of treatment success (85% - 95%) with his approach, and many RSI sufferers have claimed complete recoveries from adopting this regime.
If you have had RSI lingering for longer than a few months, it is recommended that you pay attention to this section.
In the context of computer related RSI, the physiological output of TMS is reduced blood flow to the hands resulting in mild ischemia and a buildup of waste materials (the toxin output of hand muscle movements). This causes varying degrees of pain and sometimes muscle spasms. Before making a self-diagnosis of TMS, it is recommended that you consult a medical professional to rule out much more serious problems (like tumors).
Symptoms of TMS:
No conventional treatment seems to bring lasting results, you’ve tried everything and nothing works.
You’re a “Type T” personality, (If you prefer to decide on the basis of objective logic, using an analytic and detached approach, then your preference is for Thinking"T".)
If you prefer to decide using values and/or personal beliefs, on the basis of what you believe is important or what you or others care about, then your preference is for Feeling"F". Common personality traits include: Perfectionist, self-motivated, ambitious, neat and organized, in control, responsible, self-critical, tendency to feel guilty.
Pain plays a large role in your life. You think about it and/or experience it frequently.
You have a history of psychosomatic conditions, not necessarily clinically diagnosed. Earlier trauma or eating disorder for example.
The pain coincides with or started at a stressful periods of your life.

I am having a painful week and I wondering what the heck to do about it!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

From Newark to Heaven

Today is 9-11. The anniversary of the day when too many parents, and beloved family members went to work and never came home. Too many travelers with trusting faithful souls were burglarized of their chance to live and thrive. It's too much for me to expand on. I always appreciate the memorials on television because I like to cry about it and remember those people. Some quotes that got me today "I'm looking at those buildings but I don't see buildings I see people." From another, "I was in Manhattan on my honeymoon and I was supposed to go to the trade center that morning, but I overslept." And another one, "When everyone in my (military) unit watched it we jumped up and grabbed our rifle ready to kick some ass."
I think that goes for most of us...ready to kick ass. Those towers represent people and innocence lost.
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On a different note. This also marks the anniversary of the day I fell in love with television news and journalism. All of the coverage and all of the emotion linked to the circumstance made me feel connected and awake. News does that for me. It gives me a link to everything else when my personal life can drive me nuts, I just tune in to the news and listen to the city, national or world topics and my sights are broadened and I once again feel blessed, miniscule and connected.

Friday, September 7, 2007

Flattered


I was just goofing off and looking for maternity clothes on the net (because as I remember that mine SUCK,) and I saw those beautiful pregnant models on gap.com. Then I thought of my wedding photographer because she wanted to take pics of me when I got pregnant. She did such an extra special job on our wedding pics and I love her so much as a creative person. So, I pulled up her website (http://www.julietphotography.com/) and there we were, models on her web site. I know there are a lot of pics on the web site, I mean it is a photography site after all. But we are on the first page romantically engaged in a dip. People from Charlotte or people coming to Charlotte for a wedding will shop for photographers and see us! Very flattering. Pretty much our whole wedding album is on there under the storybook albums tab. As well as one of my bridal portraits.

Thanks Julie. (Her name is Julie too.)

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Little drummer girl


My Daddy has played drums for a long time and now he may have a new fan. Bella has rhythm and loves to bang on anything drum-like. She plays like the trash can cover is a bongo and hops to her own beat, she bangs the xylophone and brings it to whomever will play it with her and looks on enviously. I grew up dancing and never had the urge to play an instrument, but it is so neat to see my girl love music at such a young age and try to play it. She loves to dance too but there's something about playing the drums, to her that's just heaven.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Stirred up


After my last post I realized something...I am so excited that I can hardly stand it. I am getting back on the most joyful and fulfilling roller coaster a woman can be on and the power and significance that it has on my life is lifting my soul up so high that it's scaring me.
Bella is still a baby to me. When she says a new word it's as if we are seeing the ocean for the first time, it's remarkable. This tiny being has grown and come so far that she will soon speak to us in sentences. I know it sounds like we never expected this but in a way it is surreal.
This is a pic of us during her first sleep smiles. During this period I had no other responsibility but to feed and pamper my newborn. I loved so much about it and remember so little which is weird because it felt like it went on forever. What will it be like next time? What will it be like with Bella?
I have become more comfortable with the fact that this will probably be very hard and very stressful at times and taxing on my nerves. But, I am still scared. After last time I have chronic pain symptoms, I carry a different shaped body, I rarely get out to do for myself, and that's all fine, but I don't want to be an emotional mess to my kids.
Tommy asks me sometimes, are you sure you're ready for this?
If I were to yell YES! and grin with ignorance wouldn't he wonder about my faculties?
Oops...I almost went off on a rant again. I am trying to look positive here and it won't help anything if I start delving into what I went/am still going/after 18 months cannot figure out what's wrong with me/ through.
Truth is, inside my soul I never thought that I would be so lucky. So lucky to have the health, wealth and happiness that fills most of my daily life. There is too much for me to be thankful for and sometimes I forget to look at it with the eyes of the humble Christian that I am and say, I really have it made.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Isn't it weird when people write what you are thinking...

Sweet/Salty is a blogger who wrote this (and nailed something on the head. She is describing how it feels to be pregnant and then having possible issues) ... it's just anxiety. The anxiety doesn't cease. I am planning another child and I am very anxious about it.



Even with the freshest of slates, getting pregnant requires a huge leap of faith. You may have a glorious labour and a robust baby only to have that same child become sick ten years later. Or, twenty years later, fall in with a bad crowd and become addicted to some vice and break your heart. To become a parent is to become unspeakably vulnerable, but there can’t be true joy, or discovery, or growth, without risk. Everyone knows this, senses it on some primal level...



Granted, I had a perfectly healthy child the first time. I expect the same the next time, so does my husband. But anything can happen.



I am comparing the preparation to my second skydiving adventure. I had more nervous problems the second time than I did the first. This, I believe, was because I knew what to expect and that was...ANYTHING! Anything can happen and you are never more reminded of that than when someone else holds the reins and you freefall into the beautiful abyss of trust and faith.



I wigged out!