If my typewriter worked, I would have the same typewriter confession. *healing hug* to you, to me, to others who feel the ramifications of an unhappy body.
must be in the air…hang in there Plume..you are not alone. things are not working in optimal form over here either. i am thinking the cold might be aching the bones for moi…?
Human bodies are frustrating machines of feedback loops working to maintain homeostasis. Make a change to improve one thing and something else shifts as well. Throw in a hypersensitivity to almost every medication and sometimes I just want to scream.
am so sorry to be late to comment. but want to say: my body fails me too, some days, in spite of what i think is healthy behaviour on my part. and then, i forget how important it is to rest, too, when my body brings me to a dead halt. go-go-go. it's our way, sometimes, 'til we are brought to a standstill. take good care. penelope appears to be *trying* to make you well again….
i miss these corners of your house. and i miss that little copper pennydog. the more i see you, the more i want to see you. we've had our years of absence from each other, perhaps it's time for years of presence. just let me find a sugar daddy with a private jet, and we're set. or put wings on that new silver bullet of yours.
I remember listening to a lecture given by a Chinese Qigong scholar/teacher, describing how, in Chinese medicine, any symptom of ill health is the body's way of having a conversation with our mind/self. And while I found some comfort in his words, and it did take some of the sting out of being sidelined after nearly 12 years of dedicated training, my immediate thought–not really understanding what was wrong with me–was, "Yeah…but does this conversation come with subtitles???"
Sending healing thoughts your way. (Does ginger or peppermint tea help??)
Oh, dear Plume. Gluten at work again??
🙁
I am happy that at least you have nurse Penelope by your side…take it easy Miss Plume. xx
Rest as hard as you play, Hummingbird Doll.
Hugs.
crm
hope you get to feeling better soon!
hard that we cannot always have a say over our own bodies.
wishing you health!
Lynsey xx
If my typewriter worked, I would have the same typewriter confession.
*healing hug* to you, to me, to others who feel the ramifications of an unhappy body.
I understand honey – I get so mad at my meat machine.
Warm thoughts your way…
oh little plume, I hear ye!
You tell Louise she better shape up or I'm gonna set her straight when I see her next. Take THAT LOUISE!!
Oh yeah, Thelma says hello.
Dammit.
must be in the air…hang in there Plume..you are not alone. things are not working in optimal form over here either. i am thinking the cold might be aching the bones for moi…?
Feathered Friend…
sending you love on moon beams
xo
Feathered Friend…
sending you love on moon beams
xo
Feathered Friend…
sending you love on moon beams
xo
Wishing you better days and good health.
its heartbreaking.
awwww *hugs* sends you some homemade chicken soup to heal the body and soothe the soul
Thanks for being here, everyone. I had a tough day. It's good to know that I'm not alone. Thank you all. Love you all.
x
Human bodies are frustrating machines of feedback loops working to maintain homeostasis. Make a change to improve one thing and something else shifts as well. Throw in a hypersensitivity to almost every medication and sometimes I just want to scream.
Alex keeps suggesting duct tape.
Here's to a much better day tomorrow!
am so sorry to be late to comment.
but want to say: my body fails me too, some days, in spite of what i think is healthy behaviour on my part.
and then, i forget how important it is to rest, too, when my body brings me to a dead halt.
go-go-go. it's our way, sometimes, 'til we are brought to a standstill.
take good care.
penelope appears to be *trying* to make you well again….
xx
i miss these corners of your house. and i miss that little copper pennydog. the more i see you, the more i want to see you. we've had our years of absence from each other, perhaps it's time for years of presence. just let me find a sugar daddy with a private jet, and we're set. or put wings on that new silver bullet of yours.
all my heart.
I remember listening to a lecture given by a Chinese Qigong scholar/teacher, describing how, in Chinese medicine, any symptom of ill health is the body's way of having a conversation with our mind/self. And while I found some comfort in his words, and it did take some of the sting out of being sidelined after nearly 12 years of dedicated training, my immediate thought–not really understanding what was wrong with me–was, "Yeah…but does this conversation come with subtitles???"
Sending healing thoughts your way. (Does ginger or peppermint tea help??)
Michele: HA! Tell that Doctor of yours that I like the way he thinks:)
Marie: Pene is the best nurse ever. xx
She: I miss you too.
Ash: "Yeah…but does this conversation come with subtitles???" SERIOUSLY!
I hope you are feeling better by now 🙂