tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34230943115530905382024-02-12T19:07:02.174+10:30Bohemian SolitudeTashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-75944044920746436182024-02-12T19:06:00.003+10:302024-02-12T19:06:24.018+10:30Fibro Files Re-SHARE: 6 Strange Signs of Fibro<p style="text-align: center;">Read the original article below > </p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://fibrofiles.blogspot.com/2011/12/6-strange-signs-of-fibromyalgia.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: medium;">6 Strange Signs of FIBRO</span></a><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQG7S6DIgCIcUbD3dN7JPKU_X0d4VKsfAm0o6wuV9v4-ODvOMFg5uJakisE5yUL0fvie57cXbdvoQTNF7mST5loULrhrkQmT0J1pqx-f-rZX_uZIQBtKUodc-3L-h2Jv5UIJGz7TEqAtrChruZmF1s8lmCUmImK_ebw5WYGnBqPq9mrqIjcDHehFnxaaJ/s1600/423582999_298424243223277_9027279073063846379_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1600" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQG7S6DIgCIcUbD3dN7JPKU_X0d4VKsfAm0o6wuV9v4-ODvOMFg5uJakisE5yUL0fvie57cXbdvoQTNF7mST5loULrhrkQmT0J1pqx-f-rZX_uZIQBtKUodc-3L-h2Jv5UIJGz7TEqAtrChruZmF1s8lmCUmImK_ebw5WYGnBqPq9mrqIjcDHehFnxaaJ/w416-h234/423582999_298424243223277_9027279073063846379_n.jpg" width="416" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Above image from #fibrofiles facebook</div><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Some of the strange signs of <b>Fibromyalgia</b> are a heightened sensitivity to <i>all the</i> senses: </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">TOUCH - that results in pain when being touched, even lightly.</span></li></ul><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">SMELL - that can trigger migraines</span></li></ul></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">SIGHT - bright lights, or driving at night time affects eyesight & causes pain</span></li></ul></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">SOUND - too much can be overwhelming & cause anxiety, dizziness</span></li></ul></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Fibro-Fog - </span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">"..</span><i style="font-family: helvetica;">includes a difficulty with word finding or substitution, loss of short-term memory, and occasionally even episodic disorientation that lasts for about 30 to 60 seconds</i><span style="font-family: helvetica;">." </span></li></ul></span><p></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-33386057900027774862024-02-10T20:12:00.002+10:302024-02-10T20:12:34.499+10:30Current Reads and Screen Time Interests<p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><i>I've put down my book about three women and their journeys for now, I've had it by my bedside table for over a year and hardly picked it up to read. It's a brilliant storyline however I am struggling with the concept at the moment - which is about mother's and daughters.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><i>So I have started reading the book hubby got me for my birthday last year (I think) it is called <b><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/38359036-the-tattooist-of-auschwitz" target="_blank">The Tattooist of Auschwitz by Heather Morris</a>.</b> It is based on a true story about the actual tattooist and the woman he loved. It is a powerful dark fairytale of sorts and I know it is going to bring me many tears and a whole lot of hope. Apparently it was originally written as a screenplay. Another story that interests me is <b><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/39999.The_Boy_in_the_Striped_Pajamas?ref=rae_1" target="_blank">The Boy in The Striped Pyjamas. by John Boyne</a> .</b></i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><i>Another German WWII theme is the mini series I started in December on Netflix about the blind girl called <b><a href="https://www.townandcountrymag.com/leisure/arts-and-culture/a45709915/all-the-light-we-cannot-see-netflix-true-story-explained/" target="_blank">All the Light we Cannot See</a> </b>oh it was indeed a brilliant series. </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><i>That's it for now.</i></span></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-73880370202570536092024-02-10T16:28:00.000+10:302024-02-10T16:28:04.545+10:30A New Year - 2024 HUGE update<p> <span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">So, here's what's different this year of 2024 to last year:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7K-FXApNpvyppjRHadQrwhwwNyOMt6zKsstRK3tmL9bJaeI5KNHwmClLQQ5L02ydS0racD8RfJ4hAxx3Kn0uccKvrKFd0C3NIMulDksv76zU_MkWxV3r7nfQ9ldEZ18Zi_9B2jQlPE4kbFn_sJSi2rNEeWA8DX6nyOc-TUDdi0gbXUYU-y9kXjZ00qaPX/s705/empower%20yourself.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="705" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7K-FXApNpvyppjRHadQrwhwwNyOMt6zKsstRK3tmL9bJaeI5KNHwmClLQQ5L02ydS0racD8RfJ4hAxx3Kn0uccKvrKFd0C3NIMulDksv76zU_MkWxV3r7nfQ9ldEZ18Zi_9B2jQlPE4kbFn_sJSi2rNEeWA8DX6nyOc-TUDdi0gbXUYU-y9kXjZ00qaPX/s320/empower%20yourself.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">My teenage daughter is no longer living at home, I was forced to kick her out late last year because of her toxic behaviour and breaking the (very few) house rules we had for her (and her boyfriend). She had hardly been living at home anyway even though ALL of her things were still in her bedroom. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">I have conflicted feelings of loss, grief and relief with my daughter not living with us at home anymore. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><u><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b style="color: #222222;">Easter </b></span><b style="color: #222222; font-family: "Architects Daughter";">2023</b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Architects Daughter";"><span style="color: #222222;"> </span></span></u></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Architects Daughter";"><span style="color: #222222;">Tilli and her bf (of some 12 months or so) had relationship issues, he cheated on her with another girl who seemed to be wanting sex, Tilli was not ready for that kind of thing. He broke up with her over text messages whilst he was away in Whyalla with family. I then spent weeks consoling Tilli helping her through this heartache. It was awful for a mum going through that with her. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222;">A couple of months later and I found out the two of them had gotten back together - apparently what she had wanted all along, Tilli couldn't let her first love go. I did not seek help from my mum with this situation, I could not whilst she was battling cancer and grandma's ill health. So I was on my own with whatever issues I faced with Reece or Tilli or the boys. During this time Tilli quit her job at Hungry Jack's and stopped attending her MADEC training course for a Cert III in Childcare. She also stopped attending high school. Tilli was supposed to be living at home with us, though spent many nights away during this time with other people and I often did not know where she was. She told us sometimes that she hated living at home and wanted to not come home. Throughout this time we had been pretty easy on rules with Tilli only asking that she let us know if she wasn't coming home for the night and if she was that she would be home through the front door before 9:30 pm. Which was to allow the boys not to be woken up from their bedtime routines before school.</span></span></span></p><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">After Tilli had broken up with her bf we had told her that we did not want him in our home anymore. </span><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">I think this is why she started sneaking around not telling us anything. </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Architects Daughter;">Her bf has a lot of angry issues and manipulative behaviour - something I am all too familiar with in my life so I tried to warn Tilli, but this is her first love and well we know how they go!</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><div><h3 style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><u>May 19th 2023 Grandma placed on End of Life Care.</u></span></b></h3><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">I did go to see Grandma near the end. I did witness her in the last moments of life. I was not there when she died though. We all were able to see her one last time on Mother's Day 2023. She was happy then, like she was able to say goodbye to us all and her grandchildren, her great grandchildren. It was after mother's day that she went downhill fast. Grandma was 101 when she passed away and was laid to rest with her beloved husband who had passed away some years early in 1997.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div><b><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">May 21st 2023 Grandma passed away at 5am.</span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">June 2nd Grandma's funeral.</span></b></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">Not long after Grandma's funeral Tilli had a drunken weekend away with her friends. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b>June 9th-12th 2023 </b>Tilli was staying at Mt Compass with a female friend and some other mates. <br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b>June 20th 2023 </b>Tilli left to stay over at a mates place Kyle. Kyle is a best mate of her bf's.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b>Then she was MIA for a few days and I didn't know where she was, I couldn't find her anywhere, so I called the police and got them involved. </b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">At 4am on Wed 28th June police found her at Bella's house near our home in Seaford.</span> </b>I was told via the police that Tilli was too scared to come home as she was pregnant and feared what Reece might say or do. Tilli appeared to be rather irrational at this time and confused by what had happened. We had made it clear to Tilli that she was welcome home and it was safe for her to be here and that we would all get through this pregnancy together. I was shocked to find out about the pregnancy through the police. I was shocked to find out she was pregnant. That she had had sex with her ex, that she was still seeing her ex even though he had put her through hell. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">We learned later that her ex-bf's parents were not aware at all that he had sex with Tilli nor had gotten her pregnant. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div><b><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">Tilli stayed at Bella's House til about the 30th June 2023 then returned home.</span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">18th & 31st July 2023 - we all had a counselling session with Austin at Uniting Care, Christies Beach. </span></b></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">Tilli spent occasional weekends at her bf's house between July - October 2023.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b>28th August</b> <b>2023 - </b>we all had a counselling <b>session with Austin at Uniting Care, Christies Beach.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b>8th September 2023 - </b> I sought out advice about Tilli from a family friend who had been through a similar situation.</span></div><div><b><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">11th September 2023 - Session with Austin. all of us.</span></b></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b>On the 2nd October</b> <b>2023</b>, Tilli had her boyfriend meet her at our house in the morning, she let him inside, so she could get changed before a beach visit with him, and I confronted her telling her that he needed to wait outside the front door and not be in the house. She refused to accept this rule. And once they both returned from the beach Reece told her that she was not allowed back in the house. Arguments occurred. Life was difficult and a mess. Reece re-worded his reasoning and threats were made. During the time Tilli was at home following her first break up with her bf she would often say out loud that she wanted to kill herself, the boys would hear this and it wasn't a safe environment. </span></div><div><b><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">Tilli grabbed a few things after the beach that day and stayed at her bf's house for the rest of October. </span></b></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">Many nasty and hurtful messages were sent and received, blame and other crap. She told me that her bf's mum was allowing her to live there with them indefinitely. Her bf dad was a major issue though he is a drunk and gets violent. He works 2 weeks away and comes home for 1 week. There have been issues in the past with his alcohol. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b>In October 2023 I officially decided it was time to tell Tilli she was not allowed to come home. </b> A decision I had to decide on my own.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><b>DCP rang me -</b> <b>7th November 2023, </b>I found out that Tilli was being evicted from her bf's house and that she was no longer welcome there, she needed to find somewhere else to stay. DCP was involved for her safety. Prior to this Tilli had been placed on a wait list for housing and was trying to seek welfare income to assist her with school. She was back at high school but not in paid employment.And she along with her bf had spent all of her money saved from when she was working.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">I told the DCP that Tilli coming home to live would be a last resort as I could not put the boys through that trauma again. I contacted my dad to let him know that <b>Tilli was going to be homeless as of Wednesday 9th November. But, </b>I had purposefully not asked my parents to take Tilli in until she had finished high school at least, because of their situation - Dad's grief and mum's treatment. And having to look after nearly daily my sister's child. I later learned that my dad had then rung Tilli and had organised to pick her up from her bf's house along with the things that she had with her there, on the 9th November. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">I think they had thought that I was being silly about the whole thing and that I would in fact allow Tilli to come home. And I am fully aware of my responsibilities as a parent until she turns 18. Whatever legalities that throws me it will have to be this way as I cannot allow Tilli to live with us whilst she remains in a relationship with her bf. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">For the moment my parents have not seen her nasty side, they have only seen her sweetness. And I am thankful for that, thankful that they are being strict on her and making her gain employment, making her get mental health help. Making her get her license. And helping her stay in highschool and finish it. Not to say that I didn't do any of those things for her.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">The problem with Tilli is that no matter what help I gave her or sought for her she didn't want any of it, she didn't feel she had mental health problems ever! Throughout the time we left her biological to now I guess. I tried so many times to get her help and to help her, unfortunately she has some tendencies like her biological father. I have had to face many types of manipulation from Tilli throughout 2023, gaslighting... It is truly hard having to read the things she writes me. But I have come to know the differences in her style of writing since she has not been living here. I can tell when she is with her bf and when she is with my mum her nonni, by the way she messages me through text. <br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">Somehow, I was not invited to my niece's 3rd Birthday in November 2023. But my daughter was because she is living with my parents.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">I was also <b><u>not involved in Christmas last year.</u></b> That all hurts. Because over the years I have tried so many times to reconnect with my family and Tilli knows this. I don't have a grandma anymore that I can confide in and I can't ask my mum to pop on her counselling hat for advice or just speak to her as a mum from experience. Or the many times I have reached out for coffee and a chat. Then there is the few times when we have managed to catch up with my mum or mum and dad. and my sister always knows, she always calls mum. And has to come over and see mum at the same time, no matter if she's already seen mum that day or the day before.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">I do not get to see my parents at Christmas time anymore, it has become too sad to have Xmas at home without my daughter here. I did not want to partake in Xmas at all last year <b>Dec 2023</b>. I feel like they all blame me for staying with Reece and blame Reece for kicking Tilli out of our home. But this time, that is not the case, this time it was me! I chose this. I didn't want to, but I had to. I don't hate Tilli, I know she needs medication and help but I can't help her this time. <br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">I am hoping to find some help on how I can process these mixed feelings of - is it like an empty-nest syndrome/feeling? Grief from my daughter, how I cope moving forward. I think about Tilli all the time and I still worry for her safety, I know my parents place is not perfect - they both argue a lot and my dad can be violent and get angry. I worry that she doesn't have everything she needs, that she's not allowed to eat the food she needs. Through this I still have to be a mum and be there for my other two boys, even though it seems my family hate me for being there for my step-son and not by own daughter. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">I am very proactive in seeking help for any of my children, my husband or family members, but now I need help for me. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i><b>PS. </b></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>Oh and my dad rang me the other afternoon to tell me that my hubby has burnt all the bridges with him. My dad no longer trusts him (seriously don't believe he ever did) Nor does he want Tilli anywhere near him! </i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><i><b>That makes everything EVEN more difficult and complicated now!</b></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br style="font-size: small;" /></span></div></div><p><br /></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-57844038335368869672023-12-19T14:21:00.003+10:302023-12-19T14:21:34.676+10:30Over a year Catch Up<p> <span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>I'm sorry, </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>I knew it was a long time since my last entry on my blog, life and work has been extreme. Planning on doing some catch-up these Summer Holidays</i></span></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-52842601910942287332022-10-08T01:43:00.001+10:302022-10-08T01:43:34.105+10:30Poem: it doesn't really matter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiytrcKtokG1nwTRiNz3W_pqpu6fNGteLMCSSy3v23L52xk-5QvzHEbFnvc4QtLuYEMbSm3QbDrXlmy5Y4uHIfFtUVG0hhOQRAjO0UXpLQeaBp-giN26MmeuPEAZowJdqEFqjZRjZjspdVwGSEhRXPkQ8anPseXAF1uEBojfhAhmrmrWrEHvrw7FZ-4hg/s1000/1000_F_172836162_whHGzVI0Kc7K45AAuNO1FtgEXU6hxORk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="1000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiytrcKtokG1nwTRiNz3W_pqpu6fNGteLMCSSy3v23L52xk-5QvzHEbFnvc4QtLuYEMbSm3QbDrXlmy5Y4uHIfFtUVG0hhOQRAjO0UXpLQeaBp-giN26MmeuPEAZowJdqEFqjZRjZjspdVwGSEhRXPkQ8anPseXAF1uEBojfhAhmrmrWrEHvrw7FZ-4hg/s320/1000_F_172836162_whHGzVI0Kc7K45AAuNO1FtgEXU6hxORk.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <i style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; text-align: left;">So, </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; text-align: left;">it doesn't matter </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; text-align: left;">how many sad songs I listen to</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>doesn't matter how long </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>in to the night I cry</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>when you're not even here </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>by my side</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>can't even breathe</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>let alone sit still</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>rocking myself</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>never felt so good</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>when your touch </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>is all I ever longed for</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>this is gonna have to do.</i></span></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-32216915507492229262022-10-08T01:34:00.003+10:302022-10-08T01:34:26.844+10:30So alone - Relationship/Marriage Breakdown <p><span style="font-family: Alex Brush; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>Finally, I can sit still, by myself and breathe. Just breathe and rest my heart and my mind.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>Today was quiet, whilst hubby was away at Cudlee Creek on a huge property job, second trip there. I chose to stay home today to give Henry a break from the travelling of the scrap runs. And to give me a break.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>My mum had another round of chemo today, from 10am to 5pm it was a long day for her and dad. And this played heavily on my mind, on my heart.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>My daughter had a work shift at 6pm tonight (Friday) .</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>Hubby came home at about 5:40pm . He did not want to then take Tilli to work after driving and working all day. Understandably. </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>Family dynamics have been on edge for a couple of days, but if you ask hubby he will say it's been more like 6 months! Always contradicting time frames with him.. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: "Architects Daughter";">There is no work / life balance at the moment. Life is hectic.</i></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNcPlPsV5OozlJa1fNJBd3XBSWZ9iQVb4AJizfQ4B-HPlWCZQ1pc-M_1SYggqzVWVdXliHYG1Yhl-XjGlQNLmqj7kTdQPW6V_GFAbIXAd78YrI5EoENIr8fdplUldiZG6c75eyHtYRyBY237e6xIfUm9EBQxUxsnoOXrDCon90qNDW4k8koClSSUl3nA/s1200/1_ksdheXNm9NrPhhvOV0uoiw@2x.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="799" data-original-width="1200" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNcPlPsV5OozlJa1fNJBd3XBSWZ9iQVb4AJizfQ4B-HPlWCZQ1pc-M_1SYggqzVWVdXliHYG1Yhl-XjGlQNLmqj7kTdQPW6V_GFAbIXAd78YrI5EoENIr8fdplUldiZG6c75eyHtYRyBY237e6xIfUm9EBQxUxsnoOXrDCon90qNDW4k8koClSSUl3nA/s320/1_ksdheXNm9NrPhhvOV0uoiw@2x.jpeg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>I feel so much more alone since mum found out she has breast cancer. I feel like I do not have my mum to lean on when my relationship with hubby gets hard; like I did a few months ago, when my mum was there for me and came down and went shopping with me. We even went out for coffee. I had her support then, but not now, I could not bring myself to share my troubles with her right now. I therefore don't have anyone to lean on right now. </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>I'm tired of the arguing, the tears, the endless crying in the shower so no one else can see me hurting. I hate this - having to hide the tears from my kids, especially Henry. Sometimes Henry knows how I feel long before I do. </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>Listening to my music tonight - well early hours of Saturday morning. helping me cry more at least. My mum has cancer, my mum has lost all of her hair because of the strong treatments. My Grandma is weak and it may not be long before she's no longer with us - she's 101 years old now. </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>Our finances are not great, we have a car waiting to be re-possessed by the lender - it's been months now. We have a huge monthly phone bill that I struggle to pay and only 1 third of it is to do with me. Most of it is hubby's. When he's home he's more focused with his phone, playing a game or watching videos or tiktoks...</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>My relationship with my hubby is strained. He's told me he can not be romantic like he used to be in the start (nine years ago now). He's told me he struggles to be affectionate. It's been like that for months now. It hurts, it hurts so much to be married to a man who no longer can be affectionate or romantic with me. You have to think - surely it's me. There's something wrong with me. </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>I don't want my arse slapped, I don't want it pinched. You know that's not what I like. Why... they always say they will never be like the guy you were last with. The guy that never gave you massages, the guy that never gave you much of anything really. And strangely that's where I see myself again now. Why are they like that.... Touch means so much to me. Emotional connection means so much more. I feel barren. I need both of those. When I was pregnant with my daughter Tilli I never got massages, never got my feet rubbed didn't get any support really from the guy I was with at that time. When I met my hubby I was told that he could never be like that guy. I never got massages when I was pregnant with Henry either. Why are guys so lazy... why are the guys I am with so lazy... </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>I guess this is exactly why I could not be the casual sex type because I needed the emotional connection and the touching. I miss the early days, the early days when I was touched all the time. We've nearly been together 10 years now and married for 8 years. Understandably my daughter is angry at me because I stay, she sees me, really sees me so she knows how much I am hurting. </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>How can I be there for him how he wants me to be, supporting hi,m as a wife when he cannot see all this, no matter how many times I have brought it up with him and told. He just gets angry at me and says he's nothing like "him". But you are becoming like how he was, you may not be him, but you are behaving like the way he did when he was with me.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i>Having hardly any showers, smelling all the time, not brushing your teeth... sleeping on the couch so much, either because you know you smell or you just can't be bothered going to bed, In a way perhaps that is why I feel barren the way I do.</i></span></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-12988015316932492382022-09-25T12:01:00.001+09:302022-09-25T12:01:54.951+09:30Queen Elizabeth II Passed Away September 8th 2022<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ87_DfBP6NVz-UUoRiBuU1xJjzpM8M1In0JwRq1_q5xpANWuHFPZ4SjiAA4flkZrbcJ0y1vhI4a3q9tobFdwJ6k3F_z21arCrS_OrNv44Qv_ulaU1M7W04yKevO-XnxjdnBp-6ksCCOZVqhXweRs0sYDGrM-Cjb_OYoks6duFltPgFswR-DGCsxdTOA/s932/Queen_Elizabeth_II_official_portrait_for_1959_tour_(retouched)_(cropped)_(3-to-4_aspect_ratio).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="932" data-original-width="730" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ87_DfBP6NVz-UUoRiBuU1xJjzpM8M1In0JwRq1_q5xpANWuHFPZ4SjiAA4flkZrbcJ0y1vhI4a3q9tobFdwJ6k3F_z21arCrS_OrNv44Qv_ulaU1M7W04yKevO-XnxjdnBp-6ksCCOZVqhXweRs0sYDGrM-Cjb_OYoks6duFltPgFswR-DGCsxdTOA/s320/Queen_Elizabeth_II_official_portrait_for_1959_tour_(retouched)_(cropped)_(3-to-4_aspect_ratio).jpg" width="251" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><u>CREDIT SOURCE:</u></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">By Unknown for Government of Canada - via flickr at [1]Retouched by nagualdesign, CC BY 2.0,</span> <a href="https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=122899796">https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=122899796</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">The Queen was born:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: Great Vibes; font-size: large;">Elizabeth Alexandra Mary Windsor</span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 16px;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">in Mayfair, London, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">on 21 April 1926.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Sadly she passed away peacefully in her sleep on</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">September 8th 2022, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">at Balmoral Castle.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">She was 96 years old.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">And reigned for 70 years.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Prince Charles is heir to the throne</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> and on her passing has been appointed as</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: Great Vibes; font-size: large;">King Charles The Third</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: Great Vibes; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: Great Vibes; font-size: large;">***</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: Great Vibes; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia;"><a href="https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-61585886" target="_blank">BBC News</a><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.britannica.com/biography/Elizabeth-II" target="_blank">Britiannica Photo Gallery</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.royal.uk/" target="_blank">The Royal Website</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_II" target="_blank">Wiki - Queen Elizabeth II</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-family: ReithSans, Helvetica, Arial, freesans, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-family: ReithSans, Helvetica, Arial, freesans, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-family: ReithSans, Helvetica, Arial, freesans, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141414; font-family: ReithSans, Helvetica, Arial, freesans, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><br /></span></div><p></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-78523449891455900602022-09-25T11:45:00.001+09:302022-09-25T11:45:11.918+09:30My Mum's Chemo Journey - Round 2<p> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;">Drinking: Water<span> |<span> Weather: Mild but cloudy, with a chance of storms</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyhgwbmp12iD2-oM23oF_P3PT9o3SqvBpq9hBMZExJiUnREJvnOPx4D-BM6yRoXotDillODeeXTP0iZ4Yc9OV_pJa6bWUGNkt0XCvihu2Hr-2riVMt1Un9wHWvm7mCwZyxUQW9DAEq9dENJyTVBkdyqALqtqFuMUlXjtd-gqfMjOOeloEvZb-ZTSa-tw/s350/lady-in-chair-IV-Chemo-2022-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="350" data-original-width="260" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyhgwbmp12iD2-oM23oF_P3PT9o3SqvBpq9hBMZExJiUnREJvnOPx4D-BM6yRoXotDillODeeXTP0iZ4Yc9OV_pJa6bWUGNkt0XCvihu2Hr-2riVMt1Un9wHWvm7mCwZyxUQW9DAEq9dENJyTVBkdyqALqtqFuMUlXjtd-gqfMjOOeloEvZb-ZTSa-tw/s320/lady-in-chair-IV-Chemo-2022-1.png" width="238" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"><br /><span><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Satisfy; font-size: medium;">So, since I last wrote my mum has started her <a href="https://www.cancer.org.au/cancer-information/treatment/chemotherapy" target="_blank">Chemo</a> treatment, she just had her second round on Friday. I haven't been to see her for a few weeks because I keep getting sick and I do not want to pass anything on to her during her 5 months of treatment for the Breast Cancer. I was going to see her on Thursday just gone but my glands swelled up in my neck and my fibro flared - I thought better safe to stay at home; sadly I think we both miss each others company. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Satisfy; font-size: medium;">It's always the way though, I book a medical appointment and the day before I get sick! With some bug or other that my boys have picked up from school.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Satisfy; font-size: medium;">I have been sending mum a lot of pictures, photos of animated images or photos from my garden in hopes it will cheer her up a little, or at least allow her to focus on some other areas of life whilst going through this huge and unpleasant treatment process. I believe mum has so far experienced loss of appetite and nausea. I know she has been resting a lot, but my parents are not very forthcoming with information during this process, though having said that, my Dad did send me a photograph of mum on Friday having her treatment - hubby said she looked okay in the photograph. Probably braving a pleasant face for the camera. When I asked my Dad how you go to the toilet whilst having the treatment, Dad said you have to wait! Oh my gosh! That's a long time when you have a weak bladder and you are supposed to keep yourself hydrated throughout the treatment.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;">Here are some side affects from the Chemotherapy.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFIzCKUFnvkr3S89kUMxvcbxJ-VfIXnhqYZyu5WckkDvbMnl5Q2yEGOy3uxx4VvN5UK8MQR33qyNkBi3VcdJTK17ei_4JBSWzouBDEJJd88_tt1aNTpFpkLYQwwseaGyE_RtIoObrAy-BdpG3pVyuFzUdYT_QR4nSSn36iOZH8eu1jLbz-1VjaDC-M-w/s1000/Side-Effects-of-Chemotherapy_18jun.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="907" data-original-width="1000" height="341" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFIzCKUFnvkr3S89kUMxvcbxJ-VfIXnhqYZyu5WckkDvbMnl5Q2yEGOy3uxx4VvN5UK8MQR33qyNkBi3VcdJTK17ei_4JBSWzouBDEJJd88_tt1aNTpFpkLYQwwseaGyE_RtIoObrAy-BdpG3pVyuFzUdYT_QR4nSSn36iOZH8eu1jLbz-1VjaDC-M-w/w376-h341/Side-Effects-of-Chemotherapy_18jun.png" width="376" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Satisfy; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-40123986027214427922022-09-02T17:20:00.002+09:302022-09-02T17:22:20.172+09:30My Mum & Breast Cancer<p><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"> Eating: Vegemite on Buttered Bread & Drinking: Black Tea</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvyFsoqRBJ2Ybr43nmtb1APUfSz1SeG1uKsey7xRyJcUaCboXx1mvbIDsRgj2gDC-aombmktSqs1iKian73u47Lvjb_lEdUCu_v6HPz9OK6CklzlmiJUBJaz7lLsil9B7qnCuABpwBrnNsjxoBs3eSDVOxUBXN7xiwIpsKm2QlVk6ldTbE8BGlwZDlBQ/s600/a2cc802ed6e4bcfb4f6ad2a1ac291606.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="483" data-original-width="600" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvyFsoqRBJ2Ybr43nmtb1APUfSz1SeG1uKsey7xRyJcUaCboXx1mvbIDsRgj2gDC-aombmktSqs1iKian73u47Lvjb_lEdUCu_v6HPz9OK6CklzlmiJUBJaz7lLsil9B7qnCuABpwBrnNsjxoBs3eSDVOxUBXN7xiwIpsKm2QlVk6ldTbE8BGlwZDlBQ/s320/a2cc802ed6e4bcfb4f6ad2a1ac291606.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I</span>'ve managed to find some time to sit and write </i><i style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; text-align: left;">(fingers crossed with no interruptions).</i></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><i>I found out very recently that mum has been diagnosed with Breast Cancer, it's stage 2, but a rapid growing one which is not good; it has already spread to her lymph nodes (which are located under her arm-pit). She is due to start Chemo on Friday 9th September 2022.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><i>I have been spending more time with mum during this early phase of testing (so many tests she has to get done before Chemo starts). After about 4-5 months of Chemo is the surgery. I told my mum that she will not be alone through this diagnosis that we are all fighting alongside her.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoKUmreyjqNP1sk62PehXlm5DvTy3JOcew-JPaHQVsSm2dt8IzAZVKyUjkl-IwV6nEI2UYd_4u2D9ZQomDJFlTUj6U4LnVCkM9F86-GQk2rLYDGgaRaJWySqPj2wYmCaMnRsvYGbdoh-2LHpnsUkh6lw1apB3Gd4FDqNat1rwOgZnO5RzC4wSH4I6bOw/s780/f50d24b65f09d53d10_Birth_of_Venus_Botticelli.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="520" data-original-width="780" height="286" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoKUmreyjqNP1sk62PehXlm5DvTy3JOcew-JPaHQVsSm2dt8IzAZVKyUjkl-IwV6nEI2UYd_4u2D9ZQomDJFlTUj6U4LnVCkM9F86-GQk2rLYDGgaRaJWySqPj2wYmCaMnRsvYGbdoh-2LHpnsUkh6lw1apB3Gd4FDqNat1rwOgZnO5RzC4wSH4I6bOw/w429-h286/f50d24b65f09d53d10_Birth_of_Venus_Botticelli.jpg" width="429" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large; text-align: left;"><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><i style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large; text-align: left;">My mum's mother passed away from breast cancer that spread to the rest of her body because she did not want to treat it, she had had enough of fighting cancers, she had first cancer at age 50! I know she had Ovarian Cancer, Bowel Cancer and Breast Cancer. She passed away just before her 80th Birthday.</i></div><p><i style="color: #fb6cbd; font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month in Australia.</i></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQ1ySrbgeEFUsI2HA-dV0xcDQiGh5S3Kc_ffgVX_vlNoK2yFFKAOcwIglqKa_GFWbxNfsk0h-EaUjGFgSb6t8S8vQJm3kCqBNN8vKiikwA1kXoVoz6Vq3pyQaAYKY_1Lgrylx_veKxoZVTyQxydJGTgDJhN9ovhqGHZrqcUIOC87euUxZV7HcAPyJ0Q/s500/breast-cancer-awareness-month-1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQ1ySrbgeEFUsI2HA-dV0xcDQiGh5S3Kc_ffgVX_vlNoK2yFFKAOcwIglqKa_GFWbxNfsk0h-EaUjGFgSb6t8S8vQJm3kCqBNN8vKiikwA1kXoVoz6Vq3pyQaAYKY_1Lgrylx_veKxoZVTyQxydJGTgDJhN9ovhqGHZrqcUIOC87euUxZV7HcAPyJ0Q/w147-h147/breast-cancer-awareness-month-1.jpg" width="147" /></a></span></div><b style="font-family: courier;"><span style="color: #f97fcc;">Resources:</span></b><p></p><p><a href="https://nbcf.org.au/about-breast-cancer/diagnosis/stages-of-breast-cancer/?gclid=CjwKCAjwsMGYBhAEEiwAGUXJaVvjOyEk_e6v9BAfqwvVZqEM0tS-_Jwp9HaKNQZNqKO0FU2E1eQayBoCwpoQAvD_BwE" target="_blank">Stages of Breast Cancer</a> </p><p><a href="https://nbcf.org.au/project/new-epigenetic-blood-test-for-breast-cancer-detection-and-monitoring/" target="_blank">Blood Test for Early Detection</a> </p><p><a href="https://nbcf.org.au/about-breast-cancer/detection-and-awareness/how-to-check-for-breast-cancer-symptoms/" target="_blank">How to Check for Lumps</a> <br /></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-82201028028602938142022-05-18T22:06:00.002+09:302022-05-18T22:06:27.148+09:30Selfless vs. Selfish People, Altruism Types (and the struggle beyond domestic violence)<h4 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: courier; font-weight: normal;">[WARNING: This blog entry may contain triggers.]</span></h4><div><span><a name='more'></a></span><span style="color: red; font-family: courier; font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgquOaHwo9yoXhFeuQVYhZ0SvY_AvqRK4D9cDmnr-Zs5lTOH49BBgrMlqBGG1oCJRngA5002N61dBY4agNvSVFw6PiH_14FwvQs5Qo5-GWlu-AIiYoIZ60ooeI40Nhh4J4WzgGBLKfmHNCV1CamWlwGN6pLqjyVhVvNhHZDk_PmWjt8CaOQGra326yFMA/s620/goodness-is-about-character--integrity-honesty-kindness-generosity-moral-courage-and.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="620" data-original-width="620" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgquOaHwo9yoXhFeuQVYhZ0SvY_AvqRK4D9cDmnr-Zs5lTOH49BBgrMlqBGG1oCJRngA5002N61dBY4agNvSVFw6PiH_14FwvQs5Qo5-GWlu-AIiYoIZ60ooeI40Nhh4J4WzgGBLKfmHNCV1CamWlwGN6pLqjyVhVvNhHZDk_PmWjt8CaOQGra326yFMA/s320/goodness-is-about-character--integrity-honesty-kindness-generosity-moral-courage-and.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: red; font-family: courier; font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></div><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-weight: normal;"><u> Selfless versus Selfish</u></span></h1><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">I have been wanting to write about the difference(s) between a selfless person and a selfish person and the affects it has had on me personally, with a background of domestic violence.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: courier;"><i>As the Cambridge Dictionary puts it <a href="https://dictionary.cambridge.org/dictionary/english/selfless" style="font-weight: normal;" target="_blank">a Selfless person</a> is someone who cares more for the needs of others than themselves. </i></span></li></ul><div><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><br /></i></span></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: courier;"><i>And <a href="https://dictionary.cambridge.org/dictionary/english/selfish" style="font-weight: normal;" target="_blank">a Selfish person</a> is someone who only thinks of themselves and not of the needs of others.</i></span></li></ul></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">It's something that matters to me, because I was always a kind child growing up and have always put everyone's needs before mine. It is only very recently that I have discovered how much of a struggle it is for me to to pour a little more tea in my own cup first, before filling the cups of everyone else. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeT-OpqJXl4f0Q5rW2A_cekLeFiKkyHA3A0lNEBpadYUUt_2PV-1PBXZxzvEIWEt8vg5VJustkqEVRs3HXpUmH5rpKooreaj_OyyB_zAX06CCf7wjO-QSKcXM4FIdJHIVyQ4My_-tybzByN3LtBKYo_-wQwKF_lLGJnEwcTb4zXsAfsIMaG-NpJcqx6g/s630/cuppa.jpg" style="font-family: courier; font-size: small; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="630" data-original-width="630" height="120" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeT-OpqJXl4f0Q5rW2A_cekLeFiKkyHA3A0lNEBpadYUUt_2PV-1PBXZxzvEIWEt8vg5VJustkqEVRs3HXpUmH5rpKooreaj_OyyB_zAX06CCf7wjO-QSKcXM4FIdJHIVyQ4My_-tybzByN3LtBKYo_-wQwKF_lLGJnEwcTb4zXsAfsIMaG-NpJcqx6g/w120-h120/cuppa.jpg" width="120" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">"It is a struggle for me,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"> to to pour a little more tea</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"> in my own cup first, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">before filling the cups </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">of everyone else."</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: large; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #45818e;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"><i>- Natasha Howland</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">I am fairly certain that this type of person I have become is based heavily on a domestic violent relationship I was in for nearly nine years. I say this because the man I was with was extremely selfish and my life was controlled by always doing things for him. I suppose I am lucky in that I have not become a selfish person myself. </span><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">Thankful that I am still kind. However it has made me really struggle in taking time for Self-Care -another blog entry I shall write about soon: </span></div><div><span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Courgette; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Courgette; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> H</span>ow </span><span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Courgette; font-size: large; text-align: center;">selfless</span><span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Courgette; font-size: large; text-align: center;"> people find it hard to practice self-care or </span><span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Courgette; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;">rather healthy selfishness.</span></div><div><span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Courgette; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><div><span><!--more--></span><span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Courgette; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">You might have heard of the word - <a href="https://www.betterup.com/blog/altruism" target="_blank">Altruism</a>? I'm fairly certain I had heard it at some point over the years, most likely in some great historical event. What I did not realise is that it is another word for Selfless and I have discovered a few interesting versions of the word, which then led me to some realisations as well.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">Well apparently there are a four different ways one can be altruistic and they carry with it different motivations for being that way.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><b>Reciprocal Altruism:</b> helping someone simply because one day they may be able to help you. (Unfortunately this type can often lead to disappointment.) Although I feel this one leans more towards being Selfish.</i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><b>Genetic Altruism: </b>is linked to human survival instinct, it benefits family members and is common in parent-child relationships. It is all about the parent sacrificing their time, money and energy for the child. </i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><b>Pure Altruism: </b>this is the most unselfish type of altruism. It is helping others without expecting reciprocity or rewards.</i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><b>Group-selected Altruism: </b>this one is interesting because like reciprocal altruism it too leads to a slightly more selfish act. And example could be </i></span></li></ol></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI7UZ7uifjM53BQxP8kWmVUt_T5qG65Lk7j3V4FXmQKxHuCPHjvBuswLpifX-wh9pmGzspqKXaAJsgHd2YfeiTKSAK-_WJOQAgMAtRzxJu-2VQgqKdHU7_9u-UB0RUnf_PgH2A6GvUtIInRFHFYB9ZgyJcvhzG4vc1yU1Y3MuVTtOlVcrSK5Mn8pUAaw/s1520/kindness-quote-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1520" data-original-width="1440" height="457" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI7UZ7uifjM53BQxP8kWmVUt_T5qG65Lk7j3V4FXmQKxHuCPHjvBuswLpifX-wh9pmGzspqKXaAJsgHd2YfeiTKSAK-_WJOQAgMAtRzxJu-2VQgqKdHU7_9u-UB0RUnf_PgH2A6GvUtIInRFHFYB9ZgyJcvhzG4vc1yU1Y3MuVTtOlVcrSK5Mn8pUAaw/w432-h457/kindness-quote-1.jpg" width="432" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">The type of Altruism or rather Selflessness I sometimes have is the type that gives me a warm fuzzy feeling in my body - a bit like a relaxing feeling. For example when giving my hubby a neck and back massage (a therapeutic one) the more relaxing it is for him and the more relief he feels from it, the more I feel overall happiness and relaxed. Now for me to feel this way from doing this I need to be fully comfortable in where I am sitting so that my body is supported and my fibro won't flare; including in my fingers and wrists.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">I find this an odd realisation because if anything I would have thought I would feel more negative feelings. So with some more research and <a href="https://www.pnas.org/doi/10.1073/pnas.1911861117" target="_blank">a look into the science behind the acts of feeling good by altruism</a> and <a href="https://www.pnas.org/doi/10.1073/pnas.1911861117" target="_blank">how it can relieve physical pain</a> I have discovered that it can boost well being and resilience even after a traumatic event. You can read more information about this in the links I have provided throughout this blog entry.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiZnZA27xSdJmGkHpCom0JhgDP04vF0oiGVcRTMN4hQXz8FQnTUNwc6XRch2JTX48xcVpvOfpNWD5quchjzTST9GUSyEHnWQuwGdwzWh3jgHxtiOWdgEpaSbQWd226jwbw1EQjEXnzg_Fd-zUymG1CQSDnopzwD67QhazPOIhcTF3A8qDgd4F51inE-Q/s640/eef6709c09c81f4583ebcfc8f19cc9b0.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="612" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiZnZA27xSdJmGkHpCom0JhgDP04vF0oiGVcRTMN4hQXz8FQnTUNwc6XRch2JTX48xcVpvOfpNWD5quchjzTST9GUSyEHnWQuwGdwzWh3jgHxtiOWdgEpaSbQWd226jwbw1EQjEXnzg_Fd-zUymG1CQSDnopzwD67QhazPOIhcTF3A8qDgd4F51inE-Q/w390-h408/eef6709c09c81f4583ebcfc8f19cc9b0.png" width="390" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span><!--more--></span><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b>Here are some helpful ways to be more Altruistic:</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><i>Put others before yourself</i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><i>Sacrifice your time and money to help another</i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><i>Anticipate needs of others</i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><i>Offer support</i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><i>Forgiveness</i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><i>Not expecting something in return</i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><i>Be considerate of others</i></span></li><li><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><i>Be a Role Model</i></span></li></ol><div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-37624388542609380172022-05-10T18:10:00.002+09:302022-05-11T17:45:13.686+09:30Fibro and Sleep - Best Teas for sleep<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyT7b05yfbp89_4wZs9v68lrG5btEe1aONoSlQVnidjWuCTa_84_64X8aJkEsaXqWrRDDSSP6IRqr2Pdi_T5wzSgWw7PMyVCALsHYumdtaoFACfuy5UFxptL8itHXSH18yg6WIypWeQlK1Gl2BbtnGSrpySf5fpzEJ8G_5SNE3PvuW1xwmYBX2F2QXTg/s260/154985.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="260" data-original-width="260" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyT7b05yfbp89_4wZs9v68lrG5btEe1aONoSlQVnidjWuCTa_84_64X8aJkEsaXqWrRDDSSP6IRqr2Pdi_T5wzSgWw7PMyVCALsHYumdtaoFACfuy5UFxptL8itHXSH18yg6WIypWeQlK1Gl2BbtnGSrpySf5fpzEJ8G_5SNE3PvuW1xwmYBX2F2QXTg/s1600/154985.jpg" width="260" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Courgette;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Courgette;">Given that sleep is very hard for me to achieve - that is true, deep, restorative sleep I thought I would go in search of some advice from other fibro people online. I came across the following article and have also read a few interesting paragraphs here and there of late, one being that resting is not a good idea for people with this condition. It's strange though because usually resting is what is recommended for many other health conditions. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Courgette;">The following link is a good piece of advice about Sleep, head on over and have a look.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>READ THIS >> </b> <a href="https://www.webmd.com/fibromyalgia/guide/fibromyalgia-and-sleep" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Pacifico; font-size: medium;">Fibromyalgia and Sleep</span></a> </p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Courgette;">Also, drinking and eating the right things prior to heading to bed to sleep will also assist in getting a good night's rest. Most people would already be aware of what is a good drink before bed, as am I. I avoid caffeine drinks like coffee and black teas and instead drink a beneficial sleep tea mix which has chamomile in it amongst a few other ingredients, or peppermint tea, mostly green tea. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>READ THIS >> </b> <a href="https://backpainbloguk.com/2022/05/08/its-sleep-sunday-lets-talk-about-the-best-herbal-teas-to-help-you-sleep/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Pacifico; font-size: medium;">Best Teas for Sleep</span></a><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>READ THIS >> </b> <a href="https://maydetea.com/collections/all" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Pacifico; font-size: medium;">Herbal Teas</span></a></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-40529151765555029902022-05-10T17:38:00.003+09:302022-05-10T17:38:44.246+09:30Mother's Day 2022<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNAVxXDkU1oK3LoiUvpIdIwMueMZlZx9FzZBr6NcWkr3T5F_-4yF4nabNX_ufXQpGEKkt7cpzpL1EfvL6SWixM8u7pHW03vYCo5rS9KBLcAjcH_cD38s8S1Kd6wqjjekM1tEO4TlLXUyC_JwK6-Q7sNX7hImQQqeGe2fgt3xqAYBTwOHRiUAUeuyS8lg/s1240/happy-mothers-day-ftr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="775" data-original-width="1240" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNAVxXDkU1oK3LoiUvpIdIwMueMZlZx9FzZBr6NcWkr3T5F_-4yF4nabNX_ufXQpGEKkt7cpzpL1EfvL6SWixM8u7pHW03vYCo5rS9KBLcAjcH_cD38s8S1Kd6wqjjekM1tEO4TlLXUyC_JwK6-Q7sNX7hImQQqeGe2fgt3xqAYBTwOHRiUAUeuyS8lg/w464-h290/happy-mothers-day-ftr.jpg" width="464" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><i>Today is Mother's Day in South Australia, of which I have mixed emotions already, most likely because I am not well within myself mentally and physically at the moment (read previous blog entry). I awoke this morning with Henry in the bed next to me, hubby on the couch again obviously. Henry has slept one night in his bed this week - yes we are making progress! Baby steps. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><i>Breakfast - was Bruschetta with tomatoes, fresh basil and bocconcini , followed by a fruit salad. I had requested a fresh breakkie for a change. After that hubby took the boys with him to see his mum (for the rest of the day) he eventually came home after 6:30pm!! I stayed home and watched a couple of movies with my daughter, one being Mother's Day and then a freaky horror/supernatural movie (that we probably shouldn't have watched so close to sunset). It was nice just sitting around watching movies together, but my daughter had gotten very unwell on Sunday then tested positive that evening for Covid-19, thank goodness she is double-vaxxed, her symptoms could have been so much worse.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoHGjA61HdC8qTMk2fm1AkzkGmmBKlWt2TbQ5zTb4XYlPikqW6R5WVTWEshmIVPSGNAdaQnvRzZkdvnqa4ZGzB2XDZfdW0cZTGPNhUM0wHkyWOkNbpMPTtOO2wD7CmmzXIhfQ8eA11WBo5jAaWJaRy_0rt40WDZF3OhwKzJ77L1nUIdOZ8M7c9W7UuyQ/s400/Mother's_Day_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="247" height="368" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoHGjA61HdC8qTMk2fm1AkzkGmmBKlWt2TbQ5zTb4XYlPikqW6R5WVTWEshmIVPSGNAdaQnvRzZkdvnqa4ZGzB2XDZfdW0cZTGPNhUM0wHkyWOkNbpMPTtOO2wD7CmmzXIhfQ8eA11WBo5jAaWJaRy_0rt40WDZF3OhwKzJ77L1nUIdOZ8M7c9W7UuyQ/w228-h368/Mother's_Day_poster.jpg" width="228" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-45110979406388076042022-05-07T17:37:00.001+09:302022-05-07T17:37:08.728+09:30Blog Diary Entry for May 2022 - work/life overload<p><span style="font-family: Delius;">I have managed to squeeze in a bit of time to do an entry, but oh my gosh, life has been incredibly busy, mostly working in our scrap metal business, navigating on the scrap runs and admin work has been 24-7!! Even over the Easter Holiday break when some businesses are closed! It's Saturday here in South Australia, and it has been icy cold both at night and by day, Friday was our coldest daytime temperature in ages for this time of the year.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">This past week, I have been doing everything, working in the day, admin duties at night, housework wise I have also been doing the dishes - washing AND putting away. None of the kids have helped out, even hubby hadn't for the most part either. Cooking dinners, making school lunches, injuring myself on top of the regular fibro pains... I have flipped my lid at the school, at our neighbours (which we had to call the police about) and at my children. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">I have reached my limit. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">This is what life is like when I am not on a medical certificate that exempts me from mutual obligations. It has been so crazy trying to organise the paper work and the bullshit the social security system and job networks put on their clients; especially when I am working over 30 hours a week!! The amount of pressure I am under is causing significant mental health strain and negative thoughts; as well as incredibly debilitating pains, to which I have not had any pain-relievers for, only the Magnesium forte.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">Mother's Day is tomorrow. I have mixed feelings about that, hubby is doing an amazing job of rallying the troops to get things organised for the morning for me, especially with the boys. Lots of secret stuff going on today. Yes, I am minding my business instead of being my usual curious self.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">..... </span></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-1222784363196835522022-04-06T18:19:00.006+09:302022-04-06T18:19:57.481+09:30Does a Fear of Intimacy (in their man) affect women living with Chronic Pains?<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV65zfP75P8XrEsdcaEFwSf9lcOlEfJ7G9uqQG6a-0Qfzzwmqqiu8BfJk-FXN1hDfdDJXvm3xI6XummuDsBngMrGdr20uG782U01FVIctybm0b6Nd1stzpX-iCAlJ8BGNAJEd3JFe0Lj20ALCFnYr2ZCPLtJwCd7D_6i1GRnuN_8dhcKb-Yfg68micAA/s774/intimacy-quotes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="774" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV65zfP75P8XrEsdcaEFwSf9lcOlEfJ7G9uqQG6a-0Qfzzwmqqiu8BfJk-FXN1hDfdDJXvm3xI6XummuDsBngMrGdr20uG782U01FVIctybm0b6Nd1stzpX-iCAlJ8BGNAJEd3JFe0Lj20ALCFnYr2ZCPLtJwCd7D_6i1GRnuN_8dhcKb-Yfg68micAA/w400-h200/intimacy-quotes.jpg" width="400" /></a></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">I wanted to write this blog late last year (in Nov/Dec 2021) because I thought perhaps my hubby had a fear of intimacy, we had not been intimate around each other for a long, long time; and I don't necessarily mean in the sexual sense either. I truly believe that one can be sexual and one can be intimate on different levels. Although some people mostly likely believe that intimacy goes hand-in-hand with sex.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">When hubby and I first met (in early 2013) and then during the first few years, we were intimate in all sorts of ways, again, not just sexually. As an example kissing, holding hands, connecting emotionally, touch - as simple as resting ones hand on a thigh in a non-sexual way. Ever since then he's distant in that area and I would say for numerous reasons, but of the reasons he quite often uses is:</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">"my ex stole all my romance" </span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><b>or<i style="color: #ea9999;"> </i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: large;"><i style="color: #ea9999;">"I'm no longer as intimate because of her".</i></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">Now, I feel that's just a cop out, a meaningless excuse. He and his ex were together for about 18 months and separated</span><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;"> when their son was one years old. Then he had a few casual sex encounters after that, right up until before we started chatting online around December 2012. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">I honestly feel that there is some other loss going on inside him as to why he does not feel as intimate with me. And although he has started to really try to be touchy-feely it seems like so much effort on his part and it makes me feel lonely, deeply alone. And something I perhaps may not have acknowledged til now, is that there is a difference between being ALONE and being LONELY.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter";"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><i>"There is a difference between</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter";"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><i> being Alone and being Lonely."</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_gBjo80fBeP22dT7ZeOL1iNGXixs7XNKAZVUytm_eECm2WlTWMAa--JpiIQNyR-E0EWzJRZQMDI_TZ3EzZdH9m6847rur-pdkKb1DGQzHWR-S-Qnkxo0R61iPVh80nUXA9-dVHhXPuiL1pVwcNKhHKWwyZH2v7AYpEzwvE-V2ZsJbbJka7qwdBZ3iA/s700/Intimacy-Is-Not-Who-You-Let-Touch-You.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_gBjo80fBeP22dT7ZeOL1iNGXixs7XNKAZVUytm_eECm2WlTWMAa--JpiIQNyR-E0EWzJRZQMDI_TZ3EzZdH9m6847rur-pdkKb1DGQzHWR-S-Qnkxo0R61iPVh80nUXA9-dVHhXPuiL1pVwcNKhHKWwyZH2v7AYpEzwvE-V2ZsJbbJka7qwdBZ3iA/s320/Intimacy-Is-Not-Who-You-Let-Touch-You.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter";"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Firstly, what is Intimacy?</span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">As I mentioned above, it is often thought to be of a romantic or sexual nature, perhaps this is the manner in which males are often thought to believe intimacy is all about. Intimacy is relevant in not just a relationship between a couple who is involved (sexually) but also in friendships. It is about letting others get to know the real you, from a deeper level:</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">To be able to express </span><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;"><b>Emotional </b>feelings</span></li><li><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">To have an open attitude towards <b>Experiencing </b>things</span></li><li><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">To feel comfortable in <b>Expressing </b>ones opinions, thoughts, ideas..<b>.</b></span></li><li><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">To share a natural <b>Physical </b>closeness</span></li></ul><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">Perhaps this is why those who fear intimacy find it so difficult to be vulnerable, however in saying that, the types of people that have this fear are often those that are extroverts. Strange I know, but they find it easier to entertain a group of friends and mix and mingle whilst hiding this fear. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitcvM_fDxhOr82DYXuOKdfesH_2nWly9Excon0sKJglKOCWU-2KKODANEfD17abd_DNOGz95fVQSKeLj3tNkor70OMqJ_YwtUfVk_wxZb2LGgoPAqha0_aXmcEJ8MlJVkwmjhm2vpJ3n93PI6KsLJj246FcF2ipZbqg1pIq_Q3MhbirKLu8yXft7jFJA/s1162/272746307_5006757102744933_4834400148965432609_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1162" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitcvM_fDxhOr82DYXuOKdfesH_2nWly9Excon0sKJglKOCWU-2KKODANEfD17abd_DNOGz95fVQSKeLj3tNkor70OMqJ_YwtUfVk_wxZb2LGgoPAqha0_aXmcEJ8MlJVkwmjhm2vpJ3n93PI6KsLJj246FcF2ipZbqg1pIq_Q3MhbirKLu8yXft7jFJA/s320/272746307_5006757102744933_4834400148965432609_n.jpg" width="297" /></span></a></p><p style="text-align: left;"><b style="font-family: "Architects Daughter";"><span style="font-size: large;">Secondly, why is there a fear of intimacy?</span></b></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Underneath the fear of intimacy is lurking a <b>bigger</b> fear of abandonment. It's an interesting theory and one I was surprised to read about however it did ding a bell (so-to-speak) with me, because hubby's greatest fear in our relationship, particularly in the early years, prior to marriage, was the lack of security, </span><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">the thoughts of </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter";"><i><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">"will she leave me" </span><span style="font-size: large;">or</span><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"> "am I not good enough" </span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">the kind of thoughts we generally don't think men would be thinking, because of the misconception that men <i>must</i> be strong. It is my understanding that these types of fears stem from a past trauma, likely one from their childhood, where someone close to them abandoned them, or passed away. Or that they felt overwhelmed by the emotional needs of others.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiHbChCWYaVQ2qujHFeWOhBDRJadpwpDICM_XoMkH04kmwsp9lNo7cOwdM_zpMpupYTQ8bG21HS8Ub2XG52K6aTALIKbpNrHlan39ZOO3KM8-jG1BGBzQ477py71oP6ExjjOVG8hID1FeN5fNYn58FKoGaR59vajXysqKYNXWN83DThVlhZR1IQ88YZw/s600/Share%20(100).png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiHbChCWYaVQ2qujHFeWOhBDRJadpwpDICM_XoMkH04kmwsp9lNo7cOwdM_zpMpupYTQ8bG21HS8Ub2XG52K6aTALIKbpNrHlan39ZOO3KM8-jG1BGBzQ477py71oP6ExjjOVG8hID1FeN5fNYn58FKoGaR59vajXysqKYNXWN83DThVlhZR1IQ88YZw/s320/Share%20(100).png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><b style="font-family: "Architects Daughter";"><span style="font-size: large;">Thirdly, how can I be more intimate?</span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Intimacy takes time, but we can develop ways to build that into our relationships by trying one or many of the following:</span></p><p></p><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Accept that your relationship will have hurdles.</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Celebrate the positive things in your relationship.</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Acknowledge and be grateful for what you do have.</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Talk openly about feelings and what you need.</span></li><li><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Create opportunities for intimacy e.g. by open communication</span></li></ol><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">In my own relationship my husband and I are taking steps to re-awaken his romantic side with me. I already know that massages, even therapeutic ones are out of the question. The ache that fills deep inside me to be touched by him (in a non-sexual way) it's such a yearning I could very well write fiction about it; and yes that thought has already crossed my mind.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">I shall likely write more about our intimacy progress in another blog entry in the near future.</span></div><div><span><a name='more'></a></span></div><h2 style="text-align: left;"><b style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; text-align: left;">RESOURCEFUL LINKS:</b></h2><div><a href="https://www.betterhealth.vic.gov.au/health/healthyliving/relationships-and-communication" style="font-family: "Architects Daughter";" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: medium;">Relationships and Communication</span></a> | <a href="https://www.betterhealth.vic.gov.au/health/healthyliving/relationships-dealing-with-conflict" style="font-family: "Architects Daughter";" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: medium;">Relationships and Conflict</span></a></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">This website has some absolutely brilliant prompts to aid with communicating with your partner I highly recommend it.</span></div><div><br /></div><div> <a href="https://www.betterhealth.vic.gov.au/health/healthyliving/relationships-creating-intimacy" style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;" target="_blank">Intimacy Resources</a> </div><div><a href="https://loveandlifetoolbox.com/sex-in-marriage-and-fear-of-intimacy/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Sex in Marriage and Fear of Intimacy</span></a><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.betterhealth.vic.gov.au/healthyliving/sexual-health" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Sexual Health</span></a> </div><div><a href="https://www.betterhealth.vic.gov.au/health/servicesandsupport/Sex-and-chronic-illness" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Sex and Chronic Illness</span></a> </div><div><a href="https://au.reachout.com/articles/living-with-a-chronic-illness" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Living with a Chronic Illness</span></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://relationships.org.au/" target="_blank">Relationships Australia</a> / <a href="https://www.1800respect.org.au/" target="_blank">1800 RESPECT</a></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">These two websites are there to support couples through domestic violence and family violence.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcxMvPoUeP2SlHA2wQFrBGLc_OCgy7GbTP6FEyq8uC-rqKwH_H5mFhzJ9H3TpM0PMYnEM0um2xDFCzIOF_BEGe9ppmXKctbmBf0hTw__TGblFsb6uu8FaPD1GRUTMRBKYEdCCjE1QxuLqV55mGGnFzCVww-KQXe0qV9nSqOQ92I341D8X_At7qDWwDLA/s1200/1_ksdheXNm9NrPhhvOV0uoiw@2x.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="799" data-original-width="1200" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcxMvPoUeP2SlHA2wQFrBGLc_OCgy7GbTP6FEyq8uC-rqKwH_H5mFhzJ9H3TpM0PMYnEM0um2xDFCzIOF_BEGe9ppmXKctbmBf0hTw__TGblFsb6uu8FaPD1GRUTMRBKYEdCCjE1QxuLqV55mGGnFzCVww-KQXe0qV9nSqOQ92I341D8X_At7qDWwDLA/s320/1_ksdheXNm9NrPhhvOV0uoiw@2x.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><p><br /></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-32934458622868766522022-04-05T18:35:00.001+09:302022-04-05T18:35:10.521+09:30Your pain treatment on your terms<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGx1YrEvjtcUBV2JvqAViGx9TetsbDnGOhyLtN4h9ueyazlcBtIGqaJ8tnOlv4bQZ6cafbaBfqNbmBVk3dwhiwWlZcmt0GO2eiZRpr3HfT1_w5O9Slw7V13I5th4DNPRDEN682NcY9u87fTYdYUtqqW4Tjm7dyb-lUI3--wTJeVSorfxFpgf9ZqBTew/s652/Image1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="508" data-original-width="652" height="249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGx1YrEvjtcUBV2JvqAViGx9TetsbDnGOhyLtN4h9ueyazlcBtIGqaJ8tnOlv4bQZ6cafbaBfqNbmBVk3dwhiwWlZcmt0GO2eiZRpr3HfT1_w5O9Slw7V13I5th4DNPRDEN682NcY9u87fTYdYUtqqW4Tjm7dyb-lUI3--wTJeVSorfxFpgf9ZqBTew/s320/Image1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">I read this brilliant article shared through the #fibrofiles #facebook connect group this week, I thought I would also share it on my blog as well.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;"> <a href="https://lookingforthelight.blog/2022/03/29/overview-of-pain-management-app-clearing/?fbclid=IwAR3eBnnaiM8ad7O_Mrb6J47DE_u9ZSAVJG4hVSwBUZXYSu3J4yjczAhIBzY">Pain Management</a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;">Basically it talks about ways to treat your fibro in a way that is specifically your way.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Architects Daughter"; font-size: large;"><a href="https://lookingforthelight.blog/" target="_blank">Read this and more at Looking for the Light blog</a></span></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-26181703585458730602022-03-27T22:42:00.001+10:302022-03-27T22:42:08.424+10:30Favourite March Reads<h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">:Favourite MARCH Reads:</span></h2><div><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggZC2GTnCUypD3CrA2934jBR_ZEVQ7n6zdYrp1ZHHZ5sxVA3UNnEePcEjoa12DSHyGGC0G_yW-yl46w7e9kX1NU1F_Tp1KZllBhEJZYWiz8-TJ8n3ufQxuz57XMlRvQVBpyJkhtiL3ME08sEtAXRGxzNvfyIauT4t5dOrVh4jcWibbLPMnXiDZcdwYBA/s1026/rcjRdkncR.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="703" data-original-width="1026" height="137" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggZC2GTnCUypD3CrA2934jBR_ZEVQ7n6zdYrp1ZHHZ5sxVA3UNnEePcEjoa12DSHyGGC0G_yW-yl46w7e9kX1NU1F_Tp1KZllBhEJZYWiz8-TJ8n3ufQxuz57XMlRvQVBpyJkhtiL3ME08sEtAXRGxzNvfyIauT4t5dOrVh4jcWibbLPMnXiDZcdwYBA/w200-h137/rcjRdkncR.png" width="200" /></a></div><a href=" https://sarahwarburton.com/2021/02/20/gardening-and-fibromyalgia/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: large;">Gardening and Fibromyalgia</span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTNIhBjkKkzqzJDICBEYhkF51rbjQLMiVMeH-Ft8MXIBZRzHgr38UAB4qIk-wPyQXlKWa6MSZhy_-V9664__iK9W1Hwjs418Ykd5IDHxCaTBVR77FbYeNcnV4YLeqQAGXPydxdR4jkRfjdtxL-toLEssA-pTEyMMFarKjKY_UvknjXkoT5xmN-fso5nQ/s920/37-379758_people-clipart-diversity-workplace-diversity-clipart.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="374" data-original-width="920" height="130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTNIhBjkKkzqzJDICBEYhkF51rbjQLMiVMeH-Ft8MXIBZRzHgr38UAB4qIk-wPyQXlKWa6MSZhy_-V9664__iK9W1Hwjs418Ykd5IDHxCaTBVR77FbYeNcnV4YLeqQAGXPydxdR4jkRfjdtxL-toLEssA-pTEyMMFarKjKY_UvknjXkoT5xmN-fso5nQ/s320/37-379758_people-clipart-diversity-workplace-diversity-clipart.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sarahwarburton.com/2021/11/07/how-living-with-fibromyalgia-might-change-you-as-a-person/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">How Living with Fibro might change you as a person</span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBP1fduNUtl83UaqqkWYc1EpvUdwwvgfONDtnM-Ahi8dF0CnIjTamPJFsioRsILHAMbIVcJoglEWHU5CH9sH4bSG0pLAjl3rIFfm4Snmd4G_Ydz_Kkl0upznaUDOl-vOwkNcmKgVarlsEoHi5CcbG7VI8qN3G35OBDXCoJ-D01RFZ6tPA8eQq_nRj1Fw/s736/1189466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="736" data-original-width="736" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBP1fduNUtl83UaqqkWYc1EpvUdwwvgfONDtnM-Ahi8dF0CnIjTamPJFsioRsILHAMbIVcJoglEWHU5CH9sH4bSG0pLAjl3rIFfm4Snmd4G_Ydz_Kkl0upznaUDOl-vOwkNcmKgVarlsEoHi5CcbG7VI8qN3G35OBDXCoJ-D01RFZ6tPA8eQq_nRj1Fw/w213-h213/1189466.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sarahwarburton.com/2021/07/30/how-im-coping-with-perimenopause-and-fibro/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: large;">Coping with Peri-menopause and Fibro</span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpF75bA5CJnWgUMZMkwNqOMTcsg5pX45OjRWmYORwlFSoHcWJ3SvuxTP7LPE3CYTFCbJpHZ33P_JqjTv98MfhTFuO8NtfK_Mme2tTK7TLkozRvN2pwZDFjb6TKdrzlv2i1ab5-tA6P8kGv3t64iv0sywRLR9AmZev00kpQlmEyBVJRWFef7i5jPsG49w/s800/AibrpeaBT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpF75bA5CJnWgUMZMkwNqOMTcsg5pX45OjRWmYORwlFSoHcWJ3SvuxTP7LPE3CYTFCbJpHZ33P_JqjTv98MfhTFuO8NtfK_Mme2tTK7TLkozRvN2pwZDFjb6TKdrzlv2i1ab5-tA6P8kGv3t64iv0sywRLR9AmZev00kpQlmEyBVJRWFef7i5jPsG49w/s320/AibrpeaBT.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sarahwarburton.com/2022/02/17/navigating-a-bad-day-with-fibromyalgia-6-tips/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">6 TIPS for navigating a Bad Day with Fibro</span></a></div>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-67617598980042014242022-03-11T22:49:00.003+10:302022-03-12T21:00:14.301+10:303 Alternative Treatments for Fibromyalgia based on other Bloggers<p><span style="font-family: Delius;">Late in January of this year (2022) I wrote a blog entry about <b>my favourite three treatments for fibro</b> - you can read them here > <a href="https://bnspyrd.blogspot.com/2022/01/my-favourite-alternative-treatments-for.html">https://bnspyrd.blogspot.com/2022/01/my-favourite-alternative-treatments-for.html</a> </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">Since then I have been meaning to include a few other common treatments for fibro that were gathered in the facebook <b>Fibro Blogger Directory </b>group:</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/FibroBloggerDirectory/permalink/2484999144969852/">https://www.facebook.com/groups/FibroBloggerDirectory/permalink/2484999144969852/</a></span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: Delius;">Lee Good:</span> </b><a href="https://fibrofiles.blogspot.com/2014/10/alternative-treatments-for-fibromyalgia.html"><span style="font-family: Delius; font-weight: normal;">https://fibrofiles.blogspot.com/2014/10/alternative-treatments-for-fibromyalgia.html</span></a> </div></div><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">1. Lee takes <b>Magnesium</b> daily, to stop leg cramps and muscle twitches that occur all over her body, she knows it works because she has tried stopping the nutritional supplement and all of the symptoms returned within a week.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">2. Lee also uses <b>Hydrotherapy </b>or walking and floating in water to give her muscles relief, sometimes she alternates it with walking and then floating.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">3. <b>Myofascial Massage </b>is Lee's favourite type of massage as it releases tension and pain in the trigger points.</span></p><p>-----------------------------------------------------</p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><b>Melissa Reynolds </b><a href="https://www.melissavsfibromyalgia.com/" style="font-weight: normal;">https://www.melissavsfibromyalgia.com/</a></span></div><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">1. Melissa uses a combination of gentle stretching, restorative <b>yoga</b> that incorporates breathwork and meditation. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">2. Melissa also has <b>acupuncture</b> applied by a Physiotherapist to her trigger points.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">3. And takes Nutritional supplements such as <b>Magnesium</b>.</span></p><p>-----------------------------------------------------</p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><b>Shannon Murphy: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><a href="https://www.route5976.com/blog-2/favourite-alternative-fibro-treatments">https://www.route5976.com/blog-2/favourite-alternative-fibro-treatments</a></span></span></div><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">1. Shannon does <b>gentle</b> <b>Yoga </b>that includes a 5 minute morning stretch.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">2. She also likes a <b>mindful nature walk</b>.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;">3. And regular <b>physiotherapy </b>every 8 weeks.</span></p><p>-----------------------------------------------------</p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><b>Katie Clark:</b> <a href="https://painfullyliving.com/">https://painfullyliving.com/</a></span></div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">1. Katie takes a a twice daily, low dose of <b>Naltrexone</b> - which is an off-label prescribed medication that assists with thought processes, energy and lowering pain levels. It is not an anti-depressant or an opioid. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">2. Katie has also been focusing on a <b>Mindfulness</b> journey to ease her years of stress - by focusing on meditation and utilising a meditation type of body scan that alleviates her brain fog and exhaustion.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">3. Katie has been working with a Dr. Howard Schubiner (who features in a documentary called THIS MIGHT HURT by Kent Bassett and Marion Cunningham) on <b>Mind-Body Syndrome Treatments</b>; which has resulted in a fewer symptoms with her interstitial cystitis. To find out more about this type of treatment Katie suggests to read "Unlearning my Pain: Mind-Body Syndrome"</span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-family: ballinger-condensed; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.350769s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; white-space: normal;">-----------------------------------------------------</span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.350769s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><b>Cynthia Covert:</b> <a href="https://thedisableddivablog.com/">https://thedisableddivablog.com/</a> </span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.350769s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">1. Cynthia is able to take <b>Cannabis </b>which relaxes her muscles, decreases her nerve pain and allows her to be able to sleep well for 97% of the time.</span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.350769s;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">2. Cynthia also uses PEMF Therapy - stands for Pulsed Electromagnetic Therapy - which is a treatment that can be done at home. </span></span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.350769s;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">3. Infrared red light therapy is also another at home device that Cynthia uses for comfort her sore and aching muscles.</span></span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-family: ballinger-condensed; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.406154s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; white-space: normal;">-----------------------------------------------------</span></p><div style="background-color: white; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.406154s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><span style="white-space: normal;"><b>Bar McCullich:</b> </span><a class="oajrlxb2 g5ia77u1 qu0x051f esr5mh6w e9989ue4 r7d6kgcz rq0escxv nhd2j8a9 nc684nl6 p7hjln8o kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x jb3vyjys rz4wbd8a qt6c0cv9 a8nywdso i1ao9s8h esuyzwwr f1sip0of lzcic4wl gpro0wi8 py34i1dx" fg_scanned="1" href="https://backpainbloguk.com/?fbclid=IwAR2031YCGCiySvR9UWmaMbgyiWcMXnHztDvJxFrTj61YBB2441Y7Yu0yfew" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: #f0f2f5; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://backpainbloguk.com/</a></span></div><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.406154s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">1. Cooking with ingredients that can be spread across various meals, that enable you to not have to stand up and cook every night.</span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.406154s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">2. Before travelling, make sure you rest enough, so that your mind and body is not drained during the long days.</span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.406154s;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">3. Rest is a key factor in successfully managing and living with Fibro. Rest when and where you can.</span></span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-family: ballinger-condensed; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.406154s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; white-space: normal;">-----------------------------------------------------</span></p><div style="background-color: white; font-family: ballinger-condensed; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.424615s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="font-family: Delius;">Carrie Kellenberger:<span style="font-size: 15px;"> </span></b><a href="https://www.myseveralworlds.com/2016/09/03/jinshin-jyutsu-for-fibromyalgia-and-cfids-rejuvenate/" style="font-family: Delius; font-size: 15px;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: unset; background-origin: initial; background-position: unset; background-repeat: unset; background-size: unset; cursor: pointer; text-decoration-color: currentcolor; text-decoration-thickness: 1px; text-underline-offset: 0.2em; white-space: initial;">https://www.myseveralworlds.com/2016/09/03/jinshin-jyutsu-for-fibromyalgia-and-cfids-rejuvenate</span>/</a></div><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.424615s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">1. Carrie uses a type of <b>Acupressure</b> known as <b><a href="https://www.jsjinc.net/pagedetails.php?id=jsj&ms=8" target="_blank">Jin Shin Jyutsu</a> </b>it is a gentle treatment and alternative to the norm, it involves using the hands for balancing energy in the body to unblock pathways and release tensions. </span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.424615s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">Read more about her experience on her blog.</span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.424615s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium; white-space: normal;">-----------------------------------------------------</span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.424615s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="white-space: normal;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><i>I would love to include a male's alternate treatments in this list, there are certainly some key treatments that can be seen amongst the ones listed here. Please visit the individual bloggers to read more.</i></span></span></p><p class="preFade fadeIn" style="background-color: white; font-family: ballinger-condensed; font-size: 15px; margin: 1rem 0px; opacity: 1; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition: opacity 0.6s ease 0.424615s; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-20332087360784429292022-02-15T13:41:00.004+10:302022-02-15T13:41:54.753+10:30When your mum has no faith in your health as a kid & Psychosomatic Disorder<p><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">When I was a little kid growing up in my childhood home, I remember this <b><span style="font-size: medium;">huge</span></b> word my mum used to <u>always</u> use to describe me and the pains I had. I never knew when I was little what it meant, that is until I became a teenager and had access to a dictionary to look up the meaning of the word.</span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">I was devastated and angry when I found out the meaning. To me, it meant my mum didn't believe me. It meant she didn't believe I was unwell. It made me feel like I was crazy, like all the pains I ever felt were <b>all </b>in my head. So not only did I have these massive pains in my body that kept me from joining in and going to school; I had someone whom I looked up to - that didn't believe me.</span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">I remember lying in my bed not being able to move - my knees felt like they were locked up, stiff, someone brought me a tea-towel that had been made wet and was warm and that was placed over my knees. I didn't understand why my knees wouldn't move. Neither did my parents. But if they had no idea then what hope was there for me.</span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">Was, this the beginning of (my) <a href="https://www.healthdirect.gov.au/fibromyalgia" target="_blank">fibromyalgia</a>??</span></i></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;"><i>When I was in grade 4 at primary school I became really unwell with a viral infection then I got a re-infection that became <a href="https://www.healthdirect.gov.au/pneumonia" target="_blank">Pneumonia</a> - I remember being away from school for about half the year, and all I did was cough and cough up mucus and feel drained. I also felt left out, I missed out on getting to go the Royal Adelaide Show with my family and my grandparents. I also remember the constant smell of camphor - I'm pretty sure I had a piece of it wrapped in a bit of cloth around my neck. It rested on my chest and aided in my breathing. (Man I would have stunk, that stuff is so strong.) If my mum had not been able to take care of me whilst I was sick for so many months I would have been admitted to hospital. I am grateful they she was able to, a hospital life at such a young age would not have been pleasant.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;"><i>After that time in my life, I remember always having tummy aches, headaches and problems with my health. </i></span><i style="font-family: Delius;">I thought that the big word my mum used meant that none of my health problems were actually real. And I'm pretty sure that's the way my mum saw it.</i></p><p><i style="font-family: Delius;"><br /></i></p><p><span style="color: #3c4043; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; white-space: nowrap;">------------------------------------------------------------</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Delius;"><b>Psychosomatic</b></span></p><div class="lW8rQd" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; display: flex; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><div class="pgRvse YrbPuc vdBwhd" style="color: #70757a; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; min-height: 20px; padding-top: 4px;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="pgRvse YrbPuc vdBwhd" style="color: #70757a; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; min-height: 20px; padding-top: 4px;"><i>adjective</i></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="xpdxpnd" data-mh="-1" jsname="jUIvqc" style="max-height: 0px; overflow: hidden; transition: max-height 0.3s ease 0s;"><span class="kqEaA" style="color: #70757a; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"></span><span class="kqEaA z8gr9e" style="color: #3c4043; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"><b></b></span></div></div><ol class="eQJLDd" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; display: flex; flex-direction: column; font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 20px;"><li jsname="gskXhf" style="list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div class="vmod"><div class="thODed" style="padding-top: 8px;"><div class="LTKOO sY7ric" data-topic="" jsname="cJAsRb" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"><div style="float: left;">1.</div><div style="margin-left: 20px;"><div class="LTKOO sY7ric" style="line-height: 16px;"><div data-dobid="dfn" style="display: inline;">(of a physical illness or other condition) caused or aggravated by a mental factor such as internal conflict or stress.</div><div class="vmod"><div class="ubHt5c" style="color: #70757a;">"her doctor was convinced that most of Edith's problems were psychosomatic"</div></div><div class="vmod qFRZdb" data-dsk="true" data-dtpe="false" data-nlm="true" data-requery="false" jsaction="rcuQ6b:npT2md;Lesnae:X4aiyd;KyPa0e:yJjTGf;SJu0Rc:pnFSEb;NAozHc:Gmtrjd" jscontroller="QC6lPe"><div class="P2Dfkf vmod SkSOXb" jsname="KM35l" style="max-height: 30px; 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border: 1px solid rgb(218, 220, 224); color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; float: left; font-size: 13px; height: 22px; line-height: 22px; margin-right: 4px; margin-top: 6px; max-width: 250px; outline: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px 12px; position: relative; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap;" tabindex="0">psychological<div id="_URULYutWlr-uBMCSvugH16"><div data-au="//ssl.gstatic.com/dictionary/static/sounds/20200429/psychological--_gb_1.mp3" data-df="(of an ailment or problem) having a mental rather than a physical cause." data-ex="it was concluded that her pain was psychological" data-hw="psychological" data-lb="" data-tae="true" data-te="false" data-tl="en" data-tldf="" data-url="/search?rlz=1C1OKWM_enAU872AU872&sxsrf=APq-WBtZveVEiSyTnGRqmXsoXf4r55Lcfw:1644893521016&q=define+psychological&forcedict=psychological&dictcorpus=en" jsname="sUPGue"></div></div></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="gWUzU MR2UAc F5z5N AsWFZc Inx6Z I6a0ee En7IMd rjpYgb gjoUyf" data-ved="2ahUKEwirw43w2YD2AhWWn4sKHUCJD30Q8Y0DegQIAxAL" jsaction="Aq3Esf" jsname="Stv3Z" style="background-origin: content-box; 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color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; float: left; font-size: 13px; height: 22px; line-height: 22px; margin-right: 4px; margin-top: 6px; max-width: 250px; outline: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px 12px; position: relative; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap;" tabindex="0">irrational<div id="_URULYutWlr-uBMCSvugH18"><div data-au="//ssl.gstatic.com/dictionary/static/sounds/20200429/irrational--_gb_1.mp3" data-df="not logical or reasonable." data-ex="irrational feelings of hostility" data-hw="irrational" data-lb="" data-tae="true" data-te="false" data-tl="en" data-tldf="" data-url="/search?rlz=1C1OKWM_enAU872AU872&sxsrf=APq-WBtZveVEiSyTnGRqmXsoXf4r55Lcfw:1644893521016&q=define+irrational&forcedict=irrational&dictcorpus=en" jsname="sUPGue"></div></div></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="gWUzU MR2UAc F5z5N AsWFZc Inx6Z I6a0ee En7IMd rjpYgb gjoUyf" data-ved="2ahUKEwirw43w2YD2AhWWn4sKHUCJD30Q8Y0DegQIAxAN" jsaction="Aq3Esf" jsname="Stv3Z" style="background-origin: content-box; 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background-position: center center; background-repeat: no-repeat; border-radius: 32px; border: 1px solid rgb(218, 220, 224); cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; height: 22px; line-height: 22px; margin-right: -24px; margin-top: 6px; outline: 0px; position: relative; white-space: nowrap; width: 22px; z-index: 0;" tabindex="-1"><span class="D1MTm dZmT4d z1asCe bjaP2b" style="color: #70757a; display: inline-block; fill: currentcolor; height: 20px; line-height: 20px; margin: 1px; position: relative; width: 20px;"><svg focusable="false" viewbox="0 0 24 24" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><path d="M7.41 8.59L12 13.17l4.59-4.58L18 10l-6 6-6-6 1.41-1.41z"></path></svg></span></div></div><div data-mh="-1" role="listitem"><div class="EmSASc gWUzU MR2UAc F5z5N jEdCLc LsYFnd p9F8Cd I6a0ee rjpYgb gjoUyf" data-enc="1" data-uti="1" data-ved="2ahUKEwirw43w2YD2AhWWn4sKHUCJD30Q8I0DegQIAxAQ" jsaction="click:DAFmqe;" jsname="F457ec" role="button" style="border-radius: 32px; border: 1px solid rgb(218, 220, 224); color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; float: left; font-size: 13px; height: 22px; line-height: 22px; margin-right: 4px; margin-top: 6px; max-width: 250px; outline: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px 12px; position: relative; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap;" tabindex="0">stress-induced</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></li></ol><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3c4043; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: nowrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3c4043; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: nowrap;">------------------------------------------------------------</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3c4043; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: nowrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><p><i style="font-family: Delius;">So all the mental and emotional stress I was dealing with as a child was making my body create actual physical symptoms. Not fake physical symptoms.</i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhVdfKs73bv0FBvUMFhwzSKU97SljP_AFnyHqjeWRhx4SEHxEuEWwW0lo5Yx5SqIRqCqvGCoZmBeD6Fj9z2pfi8iC2QDkFgxiBLjRTUauWlARlV0OOOv2NbXuik2MqC0wiKitzo6UwXfSs0DnhFZZ3HYHDWmq_M-518nVxi9hQikFfy2-n5x7gGZ22JLA=s810" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="540" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhVdfKs73bv0FBvUMFhwzSKU97SljP_AFnyHqjeWRhx4SEHxEuEWwW0lo5Yx5SqIRqCqvGCoZmBeD6Fj9z2pfi8iC2QDkFgxiBLjRTUauWlARlV0OOOv2NbXuik2MqC0wiKitzo6UwXfSs0DnhFZZ3HYHDWmq_M-518nVxi9hQikFfy2-n5x7gGZ22JLA=w266-h400" width="266" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><a href="https://integrativepsych.co/new-blog/counseling-anxiety-long-island" target="_blank">Learning Skills for Relief </a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://integrativepsych.co/modalities/2019/12/24/what-are-expressive-arts-therapies" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Delius;">Expressive ARTS Therapies for Relief</span></a></p><div><i style="font-family: Delius;"><br /></i></div></div>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-3055464276614757522022-02-09T22:49:00.004+10:302022-02-09T22:49:43.293+10:30My Blog was FEATURED in the Focus on Five - Fibro Blogger Directory<p><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiurP_SwuqqnvJQNDmviq03Pvdp5O0Z6OoPuj058whtp2lLjaZRzy13oJKirIgoHoN3jYjdxWgcHQB7eHVe97f6-BjAGayKOftR2QCmF0LDyhhGBKH0FODqBqc6QOjXAYI_t5F1QfQPlgz1MHI2wM6PcRBA60N42ZvCh4BDqsQy2p9tWUIKi8HWxfvFEQ=s400" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="275" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiurP_SwuqqnvJQNDmviq03Pvdp5O0Z6OoPuj058whtp2lLjaZRzy13oJKirIgoHoN3jYjdxWgcHQB7eHVe97f6-BjAGayKOftR2QCmF0LDyhhGBKH0FODqBqc6QOjXAYI_t5F1QfQPlgz1MHI2wM6PcRBA60N42ZvCh4BDqsQy2p9tWUIKi8HWxfvFEQ=w138-h200" width="138" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">My blog was featured in the #focusonfive on the #fibrofilesdirectory OMG!!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.fibrobloggerdirectory.com/2022/02/focus-on-five.html"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">http://www.fibrobloggerdirectory.com/2022/02/focus-on-five.html</span></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;">What an honor.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-37032384465572537252022-02-09T18:54:00.004+10:302022-02-09T22:50:52.967+10:30Strength & Core Values: quote<p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Pacifico; font-size: large;">Real </span><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b>strength</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Pacifico; font-size: large;">lies in being able to</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Pacifico; font-size: large;">yield when necessary</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Pacifico; font-size: large;">whilst staying </span><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b>true</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Pacifico; font-size: large;">to your core values.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Pacifico; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Pacifico;">- </span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;"><i>I'll leave you with that thought.</i></span><span style="font-family: Pacifico;"> -</span></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-85557287102437071322022-01-31T02:00:00.002+10:302022-01-31T02:00:57.551+10:30My favourite alternative treatments for Fibromyalgia: Magnesium, Mindfulness, Grounding<p style="text-align: left;"><b> <span style="font-family: Delius; font-size: large;">My Favourite Alternative Treatments for Fibromyalgia:</span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Delius;"> </span></b></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius; font-size: medium;"><b>1. MAGNESIUM:</b></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">I take a high strength magnesium tablet once daily, near bedtime to help with my cramping in my feet and my legs, sometimes I get cramping in my ribs as well which is just as painful as the ones on the top of my feet.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">During a #fibroflare the magnesium feels like it's not working as well as it should be, however I know that the magnesium is working because there has been the occasion when I have not been able to afford buying a new bottle and as a result have had to go without it for a week at most. That was a week too long! Oh my gosh the cramping that happens without taking the magnesium is incredibly awful, not bearable.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Delius;"><br /></span></b></p><p style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: Delius; font-size: medium;">2. MINDFULNESS:</span></b></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">Not long after first being diagnosed with Fibromyalgia I was accepted into a (newísh) and highly successful chronic pain course, here in South Australia; that is run by the head physiotherapist at <a href="http://www.marionphysiotherapy.com.au/" target="_blank">Marion Physio</a> her name is Julie Peacock and part of what I took part in involved <a href="http://www.marionphysiotherapy.com.au/mindfulness.html" target="_blank">mindfulness and gentle stretching</a> which is included in their <a href="http://www.advancedpainsolutions.com.au/" target="_blank">Advanced Pain Solutions</a> group 8 week course. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">So through the retraining of the brain I learned that even our thoughts - positive and negative have an affect on our pain. Mindfulness as a form of therapy for Fibromyalgia can work when utilised and practised properly. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">"</span><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #666666; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><i>Mindfulness will help your mind become aware of what is happening in your body. It will allow a greater connection of how your thoughts impact on your body. You will learn to move again in a pain free way and create a calming of the nervous system. This can improve your body's ability to repair and be restored."</i></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: Delius;"><br /></span></b></p><p style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: Delius;">3. GROUNDING:</span></b></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">Grounding is something a bit unusual I suppose, more of a holistic somewhat spiritual form of treatment. Once you open up your conscious to the process it becomes almost natural to perform. I do feel though that you need to have more of a predisposition to being aware, being open to other levels of healing. Oddly enough this technique does involve some Mindfulness as well.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 16px;">I like to spend time barefoot outdoors in contact with natural conductive surfaces, like </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 16px;">grass or the earth (dirt). And when I am more intune with my body this technique feels wonderfully relaxing.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;">I had heard of this form of treatment long before being diagnosed with Fibro, through my psychologist - <a href="https://au.linkedin.com/in/emma-warne-19253271" target="_blank">Emma Warne</a> (best ever Psychologist in South Glenelg, South Australia.) I highly recommend her and her team at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/Mind-Your-Body-129949871322/" target="_blank">Mind Your Body</a>. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://raisingchildren.net.au/guides/activity-guides/wellbeing/grounding-calming-exercise-children-teenagers" style="font-family: Delius;">https://raisingchildren.net.au/guides/activity-guides/wellbeing/grounding-calming-exercise-children-teenagers</a></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Delius;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgFeuSJwt2Jk4dr0lLK3hqBCIVw-XUOsbkVcwRLXgEiB_QtGThbaUtjxNypPASFLSWpMrkhUUimrI9VTME8vMr3D8cU4H0tawnLCeS8Mif-VxLI3KHfOKZXVae0YvSmhb5JRNiBQ5aQIbUmLGNDpF4hUruqIUQ1o0sAe7UA_1d6NuGubr5J2234gywJcQ=s581" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="581" data-original-width="387" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgFeuSJwt2Jk4dr0lLK3hqBCIVw-XUOsbkVcwRLXgEiB_QtGThbaUtjxNypPASFLSWpMrkhUUimrI9VTME8vMr3D8cU4H0tawnLCeS8Mif-VxLI3KHfOKZXVae0YvSmhb5JRNiBQ5aQIbUmLGNDpF4hUruqIUQ1o0sAe7UA_1d6NuGubr5J2234gywJcQ=s320" width="213" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Delius;"><br /></span><p></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-35698706990546509852022-01-31T00:32:00.000+10:302022-01-31T00:32:19.081+10:30Analysing the Urban Slang term: Ghosting versus being ignored<p><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"> Drinking: Bottled water</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtdFQnZTEwo5Epg8hYdG5Z88PC1rD9aVdFnnuznjgn9IVEE03S78WNFUSGwKuAebj63r32qoQt00SDrfObPFm7un34Z7y-dqNeEXvKcPcVtjIZf-qQ3EqNCu62ThZcdspL1MC7TyQsbX6tEVmeAL3tdTOgZ0q2clc6aCsBIxHgHWtne0uswjMQ1eamvQ=s300" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="211" data-original-width="300" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtdFQnZTEwo5Epg8hYdG5Z88PC1rD9aVdFnnuznjgn9IVEE03S78WNFUSGwKuAebj63r32qoQt00SDrfObPFm7un34Z7y-dqNeEXvKcPcVtjIZf-qQ3EqNCu62ThZcdspL1MC7TyQsbX6tEVmeAL3tdTOgZ0q2clc6aCsBIxHgHWtne0uswjMQ1eamvQ=w400-h281" width="400" /></a></i></div><i><br /><span style="font-family: Delius;"><br /></span></i><p></p><p><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">So, I have been thinking about the <a href="https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Slang" target="_blank">urban slang term</a> - <a href="https://www.psycom.net/what-is-ghosting" target="_blank">Ghosting</a> (all day) and what it actually means when not used to describe the actions of a potential date or boyfriend. </span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">This has led me to believe that it could in fact be used to describe a similar situation that my own family have put me in. </span></i><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">Which then makes me wonder how do we determine the difference between this term and the well known word - <a href="https://www.dictionary.com/browse/ignored" target="_blank">ignored</a>. </span></i></p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">Is there a difference? </span></i></li><li><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">Could Ghosting be a more severe version of being ignored?</span></i></li><li><i><span style="font-family: Delius;">Comment below if you would like to share your opinion on the terminology in reference to family (or friends).</span></i></li></ul><div><span style="font-family: Delius;"><i>I am going to open it up to discussion in the Fibro facebook group as well: </i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Delius;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/FibroBloggerDirectory/">https://www.facebook.com/groups/FibroBloggerDirectory/</a></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Delius;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Delius;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Delius;"><a href="https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Ghosting">https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Ghosting</a></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Delius;"><a href="https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Ignored">https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Ignored</a></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Delius;"><a href="https://www.psycom.net/relationships">https://www.psycom.net/relationships</a></span></div><p></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-48161403539106185262022-01-20T02:03:00.000+10:302022-01-20T02:03:46.408+10:30Results of Pelvic Ultrasound & Helpful Female Links<p><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"> Drinking: Cuppa (mint) Tea</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">So I had a doctor's phone call appointment this morning, found out some results of my ultrasound (I need to see a Gynae to get a full rundown of the results.) What I know so far is that I have an enlarged uterus, my right ovary is larger than my left and I more than likely have another condition called <a href="https://www.healthdirect.gov.au/adenomyosis" target="_blank">Adenomyosis</a> .</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">From what I can gather it's not unusual to have this as well as having <a href="https://www.endometriosisaustralia.org/" target="_blank">Endometriosis</a>, Endo grows on the outside of the uterus and Adenomyosis grows on the inside and is more common in women who have had children (given birth to). Treatment usually involves anti-inflammatories, warm baths and heat bags. The usual non-helpful things I use for Endo anyway. Apparently post menopause it is supposed to go away on its own, but a <a href="https://www.healthdirect.gov.au/hysterectomy" target="_blank">hysterectomy</a> can assist with the process.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">This link I found informative for my current situation: <a href="https://www.jeanhailes.org.au/resources/uterus-cervix-ovaries-fact-sheet">https://www.jeanhailes.org.au/resources/uterus-cervix-ovaries-fact-sheet</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter;">And if you're concerned about the Covid-19 Vax and your female health this link provides some facts (edited in November 2021) <a href="https://assets.jeanhailes.org.au/Fact_sheets/Women-and-the-COVID-19-Vaccines-Your-questions-answered.pdf?_ga=2.220534800.965995592.1642600672-2115779845.1642600672">https://assets.jeanhailes.org.au/Fact_sheets/Women-and-the-COVID-19-Vaccines-Your-questions-answered.pdf?_ga=2.220534800.965995592.1642600672-2115779845.1642600672</a></span></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-70184455266422551262022-01-18T13:04:00.000+10:302022-01-18T13:04:04.235+10:30Pelvic Ultrasound Day<p> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;">Drinking: 1 Litre of Water</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4ZHp3DVVFOUjICWSgk9wSHUi2l1cc7pFvrKqnyj2QReKNFXEpZI51_t3XcKZ4XeJ_z8zhs-d_q8AxGw_BhvRLQG50XSJ-nvQ5Jqfh9XXdi9cgYIs9upjSor8Yh39d1vAPFO2lnrAI5l72PRybsJ4mdEfLAaTMeFEOgF3jbjuUSVn12Fc0wHlABRZ5_Q=s801" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="801" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4ZHp3DVVFOUjICWSgk9wSHUi2l1cc7pFvrKqnyj2QReKNFXEpZI51_t3XcKZ4XeJ_z8zhs-d_q8AxGw_BhvRLQG50XSJ-nvQ5Jqfh9XXdi9cgYIs9upjSor8Yh39d1vAPFO2lnrAI5l72PRybsJ4mdEfLAaTMeFEOgF3jbjuUSVn12Fc0wHlABRZ5_Q=s320" width="256" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Early in 2021 I asked my doctor for a referral to get a pelvic ultrasound done.... One year on I've finally booked that appointment and am currently drinking the required litre of water. I cannot believe it has taken me <u>this long</u> to get it done!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">Not done yet though, I got to finish drinking the water first by 1:30pm, then I have to hold on to that water - no toilet breaks!! Then get to my appointment. I'm fairly certain I am having both an external and an internal exam done today.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">I have been trying to recall how long ago I had my last <a href="https://www.healthdirect.gov.au/laparoscopy" target="_blank">laparoscopy</a> it would have to be a few years ago now and I am fairly certain it was postpartum (after Henry) as I had a <a href="https://www.healthdirect.gov.au/dilatation-and-curettage" target="_blank">D&C</a> done too. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Architects Daughter; font-size: medium;">It probably sounds a little weird, but I am hoping it is just <a href="https://www.healthdirect.gov.au/endometriosis" target="_blank">Endometriosis</a> pains and nothing worse.</span></p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3423094311553090538.post-88497492788512160552022-01-06T01:28:00.003+10:302022-01-06T01:28:27.306+10:30Poem: Storms... 2020 <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgN72o4RyABsfHX65qWs0Djcggv-pHy-uoXqp-RhRm8FWL0ZELyB4K0ylsGkn_fK5Q_dpL-GXMhmemjc8Qg9JU8zEbcyuPJaQgmMTF48LDPnnQP6aquRaJU1Nq1oS0COeb6sJNhQjtiPr4g3W-RXodPJOz06tVFyPdqiikiJ83Ndta02LRwWdwZBrsbTw=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgN72o4RyABsfHX65qWs0Djcggv-pHy-uoXqp-RhRm8FWL0ZELyB4K0ylsGkn_fK5Q_dpL-GXMhmemjc8Qg9JU8zEbcyuPJaQgmMTF48LDPnnQP6aquRaJU1Nq1oS0COeb6sJNhQjtiPr4g3W-RXodPJOz06tVFyPdqiikiJ83Ndta02LRwWdwZBrsbTw=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crafty Girls; font-size: large;"><b><a href="https://www.deviantart.com/bnspyrd/art/storms-852890102" target="_blank">STORMS</a></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">i don't wanna be afraid</p><p style="text-align: center;">don't wanna be afraid</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">of the storms that rage </p><p style="text-align: center;">in me</p><p style="text-align: center;">rage in me</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">standing on the shore</p><p style="text-align: center;">feet upon the sand</p><p style="text-align: center;">waves poison me</p><p style="text-align: center;">poison me</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">i don't wanna be the storm</p><p style="text-align: center;">be the storm deep in me</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">breath be still</p><p style="text-align: center;">succumb to thy will</p><p style="text-align: center;">set my eyes on the horizon</p><p style="text-align: center;">let the wind set me free</p><p style="text-align: center;">let the tide rise up</p><p style="text-align: center;">rise up over me</p><p style="text-align: center;">beneath the depths</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">let my feet carry me</p><p style="text-align: center;">set me free</p><p style="text-align: center;">set my soul free </p>Tashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02000726594515538573noreply@blogger.com0