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Tuesday, January 8, 2013

A VERY Unexpected Daily Dose!

Phobia Du Jour: Trypanophobia
The extreme fear of medical procedures involving injections or hypodermic needles.

 

There are fears and then there are phobias.  Fear is a distressing emotion induced by a perceived threat. Phobia on the other hand, is a persistent, irrational fear of a specific object, activity, or situation that leads to a compelling desire to avoid it.

 
Like most people, I have fears. 

I fear tornadoes, being eaten by an alligator, my pants falling down in public, and going to Walmart after midnight.

Oh, and I'm not really a fan of heights-- though that is not really a fear, I just get vertigo and have to crawl out on balconies above the 4th floor.



As for phobias... I only have two.

Aviophobia
An irrational fear of flying.

Although most people understand that airplanes sometimes crash, one suffering from Aviophobia believes that the exact plane that they are on will, in fact, crash resulting in their ultimate demise.

This one is two-part for me:

1)  I don't like heights. 
2)   I don't like being in a situation of "no escape".

When I was a child, my uncle would to tell me it didn't matter if I was on a plane or not.  He'd say, "When your number's up, your number's up.  Doesn't matter where you are."  Of course, even at 9 years old I had a logical reason for not flying.  What if the pilot's number is up? Hmmm?

Aviophobia sucks when you're a writer.  I very much want to travel, to see exotic places, and then to write about them from first-hand experience.  Maybe one day this is a phobia I will overcome.

As for my other phobia...

There's not a snowball's chance in Hades that I'd even confront it willingly.

 

Coulrophobia




                          You see this:

                           












 And I see this:





And to me they're both the same.
*SHIVER*







Of course, if you ask my mother, who happens to dress as a clown each and every Halloween...
She will tell you that I used to love the circus and the clowns.
Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't. 
BECAUSE I DON'T REMEMBER!
Maybe I was blocking out the trauma? Hmm?


What I do remember is this:












                                                                                          And this:


Thank you 
Steven Spielberg 
and 
Stephen King.




My Insomnia Explained In 3 ... 2 ... 1 ...



They even stalk me when I'm in church!
*THE HORROR! THE HORROR!*

But I digress...

What were we talking about?
*SHIVER*

(Takes nerve pill/ Puts on clown repellent pajamas / Checks under the bed.)
- Ahem -

Oh yes, yes.
PHOBIAS
So, ANYhoooo...

I thought I just had the two, flying and clowns.  Turns out I have another tiny one.  It's kind of like
Trypanophobia but not really.  I don't mind needles.  I don't like them per say but I don't have an overwhelming or irrational fear of them.  Shots aren't exactly pleasant, but I'll happily roll up my sleeve for a nurse or doctor to inject me and never so much as wince.  I just don't care.  Whatever.  I can take it.  I've had gallstones, kidney stones, and two children.  I don't balk at a needle.

I am woman, hear me roar. 

That is... Until...
The nurse hands me the syringe and the vial and says, "There ya go!"

Wait.  What?  WAIT! WHAT?!?!?

Seems the new migraine stuff is inject-able and I just give it to myself.  Only, I've never done that.  What if I mess up.  What if I shoot myself full of air bubbles and keel over.  What if I give myself too much or not enough? 

Come to find out, if you express your concerns about such things the doctor will have the nurse teach you how to safely inject yourself.  Who knew?

I got my "how to" lesson, my prescription, and out the door I went.

I managed to give myself a shot today.  No biggie.  Didn't even hurt.  Some very mild stinging at the injection site after the fact but really, nothing to it.

It's insane how proud I am of myself for this accomplishment.  I've overcome a phobia with no name.  The fear of giving one's self a shot.  I'll just call it Auto-Trypanophobia.

No headache tonight.  Yay me!  Yay shots!  Yay... to maybe one day flying to new and exotic places!  Yay to clo... uh...no.  No yay clowns.  That is one I'm not ready to tackle yet. *SHIVER*

That said, here's your Daily Dose of DM
The whole truth and nothing but the truth!


Monday, January  7, 2013
Home. Bedroom. It's dark in here.  *Checks under bed*  11:58 pm. 

Weight: The scale at the doctor is wrong.  Plus my clothing and shoes added 5 lbs I'm sure. Positive.

Food Consumed:  Copious amounts of coffee (heavy on the Gourmet French Vanilla), skipped lunch, had bbq pork and fried apples for dinner.

Daily Calorie Budget: 1,200 / Net calories: 1,133 (whoo!)

Exercise: Does running around like a chicken with my head cut off count?

The Truth:

At the doctor:  My blood pressure was excellent- even a bit low. I'd say that is PROOF that having an animal companion really does lower your blood pressure. I didn't need 12 pills a day just 12 dogs to love on! Who knew! Or maybe it's my "job" where I get to kill off people who annoy me if I want to? Bwahaha I guess the eating right and exercising might have played a small part in it too.  Kidney stone seems to be "gone"... whoo hoo. =) 

I spent all day doing doctor, errands, bill paying, grocery shopping, school, and writing.  Truth is I'm tired.  I just want to go to bed now.

Today's moment with God: 

From my devotionals:

"Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you." -1 Peter 5:7- "Lie passive in God's hands, And know no will but his."

O child of suffering, be thou patient; God has not passed thee over in his providence. What a serene and quiet life might you lead if you would leave providing to the God of providence!

I do have a prayer request. Please pray for my mom. She just heard from her doctor regarding something they saw during a chest xray they took while she had pneumonia. There is something in her lung. It's not scar tissue. She goes in in the morning to talk to the doctor, blood work, testing etc. He will decide based on that if she needs a pulmonary specialist or an oncologist. This would be a scary ordeal in and of itself... but as most of you know my dad has been battling terminal cancer for several years now and he's undergone rigorous treatment including a stem cell transplant. He is currently in remission but has to remain on some very high power cancer fighting drugs for the rest of his life. Mom is his main caregiver, I am an only child, and all of our family is way up in NC. So, please pray that whatever "it" is that's going on with my mom... it's nothing serious.

We'd ALL kind of like to be "WELL" for a while, ya know? Hoping and praying that's not too much to ask. God is faithful, and he wants us to cast all our cares upon him because He cares for us. I'm putting His will above my own and trusting in him completely. We know the good Lord won't give us all more than we can handle... but prayers feel pretty good when you are facing life's uncertainties.


Time with family and/or friends:  Talked to my parents on the phone today. Spent some time with Thing 1 at Winterjam Sunday night.  RED was AMAZING!  Too bad we were sitting in the super-uber-nose-bleed section.  We did rock out from the rafters though!  Thing 2 is back home- I sure missed the little fella!  Jeff and I didn't get much time since I was wrapped up in school work today by the time he got home.

Word Count Goal: 2,500 / Actual Word Count: 3,599- including writing for school assignment.

Currently Reading: 

Havah
, by Tosca Lee (Chapter 4) LOVE IT!

Speaking of Tosca Lee... I CANNOT WAIT FOR ISCARIOT!

Don't Say A Word by Beverly Barton (Chapter 4) Didn't make any progress here today.

Bible: Didn't do the "daily reading" but what I read I already posted above. ;)

Thing 2 and I are still reading the Magic Tree House Series, by Mary Pope Osborne.  We're still on book three, Mummies In The Morning (Chapter 5).

Bible Study:  Beth Moore's Daniel (Week 6)

It's now  1:56 am. 

No wonder I'm tired.  Daisy is having a dog-mare.  Guess I better wake her up so I can go to sleep.  Maybe she won't chew my arm off.  If you don't hear from me, someone please write a book about my life and call it, "When 70lb Foster Floor Rugs Attack".  ^.^


DO YOU HAVE A PHOBIA?

WHAT IS IT?

INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW!

IF YOU DON'T HAVE ONE,

WHAT IS THE STRANGEST PHOBIA

YOU'VE EVER HEARD OF?

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