Moving From Surviving to Thriving
January 12, 2019
Personal Growth, Recovery, Trauma anxiety, Health, Mental Health, recovery, truth 27 Comments
In the 15 years I worked in the dental field, I saw a wide range of anxiety behaviors surface for patients. I’ve had my own experiences of dental anxiety too. The dental office is actually a very common place for anxiety to land.
The dental chair is a vulnerable place to be. Someone with authority is hovering over you while you lie supine, they are shoving pokey things in your mouth, and you are usually in a small, confined area. More
October 15, 2016
Alcoholic Parents, Family, Personal Growth, Recovery healing, Health, Mental Health, motherhood, parenting, recovery, truth 25 Comments
Over the years, I’ve heard several women say they had no intention of babysitting if they had grand kids, or even if they already had them. I was mystified. I couldn’t imagine feeling that way, and assumed if I had grand kids wild horses couldn’t keep me away.
Then I had grand kids.
While it’s true that wild horses can’t keep me away and I do babysit every chance I get…I think I now understand why some people avoid their grand babies and choose not to babysit.
The first few months after our first grandson was born in January was such a confusing mix of joy and pain. I couldn’t understand why I felt so much pain and sorrow when I was so excited and happy. More
March 20, 2013
Healing With Humor, Personal Growth Book Reviews, Facing Adversity, getting help, healing, Health, humor, Reading, Rest, Transformation 41 Comments
A season of rest. It has such a carefree ring to it, doesn’t it? A time to relax and refresh. Ahh. Who could complain about that?
Well, apparently, I could. A pain in my neck (a real one!) has been severely cramping my style lately. I tried my usual approach with new aches and pain –ignore it and hope it goes away on its own. Not surprisingly, that was unsuccessful.
After about 10 days of seeing the chiropractor, who suggested plenty of Rest, and enduring hours of ice packs, I finally went to the doctor. She prescribed Rest and high doses of ibuprofen for 5 days. My idea of resting was to work with one hand while holding the ice pack on my neck with the other. After the 5th day without any relief, I was reaching whining levels, More
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