Heeelp!!!!!!!!!!!!

Published May 5, 2012 by Sandee

Can you put me in a medically induced coma?  For the last month I have been waiting for some news to come by May 9th, so this last week has been murder.  The sand is running out of the hour glass.  May 9th is nigh, and I exist with a frantic edge.  I’m afraid I can’t tell you what I’m waiting for at this time.  If I told you, I’d have to — you know the rest.  I’m not waiting for the results of a medical test thank goodness.

The medically induced coma would put my evil mind to rest during this waiting period.  My mind inflicts my body with odd little glitches and a vague malaise.  Having experienced neurosis-driven conditions before, I suspect that this waiting for May 9th period (along with a few other issues) has quite a bit to do with my insomnia and the one or two other physical things happening to me that I won’t even bother to get into.

In my early twenties, suddenly I couldn’t swallow food – except for sweets (very tell-tale about this so-called ‘swallowing condition’) – and anyone who knows me well knows that I’d rather eat cake than food – fuck food.  (The going out and getting it, the energy used to balance your diet, killing it, cooking it, taking an hour to eat it – what a pain!)  I went to the doctor, who prescribed a lovely medication.  The pill allowed me to swallow food once more, and it also made me unusually mellow.  I called the doctor to find out what was in the pill and he told me that it was phenobarbital (I was a dumb kid who didn’t think to ask what was in it before he prescribed it – if I had known I wouldn’t have taken it).

This was a lesson about my neurosis.  I have seen as well what stress does to other people, what sicknesses they contract because of it, so I just remind myself of this mind-body connection, hoping that my body will eventually see the dirty little trick that my mind has been playing (Or is this the other way around?).

I’ve seen what some fellow bloggers in the sphere have lived through so I know I can do it.  But I’ll do it with a slight sense of hell…  In the interim, I must remember to be kind, helpful, and compassionate to people, to be of service – it’s not all about me — but it is all about me dammit.  Thanks for listening.

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8 comments on “Heeelp!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • I know the feeling. When I am expectiong something either good or bad, I work myself up to a frenzy waiting. Counting days and such, only makes it longer. Instead of letting your mind play tricks on you against your advantage, try to get your mind to trick you to your advantage, making things seem to go faster.

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