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Hi E, good to hear from you. My little dog Chub is much better after surgery -- no cancer or blockages -- and I'm hoping she stays healthy. Good to know Dusty is doing well and that you are now a minor-scale poultry farmer! I would love to raise chickens, had bantams when i was child, but out here in the country we have too many large snakes and rodents as well as mongeese or mongooses, genets, hawks and falcons hovering around. Yesterday we saw a huge harrier hawk in a tree at the back of the garden eating a small hare. The hawk's wingspan was scarily impressive.
My utter ignorance here -- I haven't got anything to say about medications and I hope you're reducing with good trustworthy medical support. I haven't ever really taken mood or sleep medications, very expensive and often hard to get regularly here outside of cities.
You know, if I am taking flu meds or have had a cup of coffee before my early morning meditations, I notice the difference right away. Some hyper buzz or a foggy space where I want clarity, stillness. And over the years I've found that friends using meds find it hard to stay with meditation because they miss the finer, subtler sensations that come with sustained practice and being present. The quality of awareness is impaired. I do know that I find meditation harder if I'm tired or rattled by something, my concentration goes awry -- but the meditation is still valuable, I just ask less of it, focus on breathwork and calming techniques. Any kind of meditation has its uses, soothing or grounding. As I get older, I notice the backache is more of a distraction -- backache is caused mostly by my sitting writing or inputting for long hours each day and that won't change, no matter how many walks I do or how much stretching. A friend who does advanced yoga says she is highly sensitised about body sensations and energies but can't get into her mind because she has been trained for so long to stay with the body, give all her attention to the body.
Right now all I want to do is sit with all of Toni Morrison's novels from The Bluest Eye and Sula right through Beloved and Son of Solomon, read them again. Her work has inspired and challenged me in so many ways. There are so many tributes to her all over the Internet.
Oh I envy you your chickens! Are you going to give them extra calcium? This morning I made a magnificent labneh cheese from my own homemade yoghurt and splashed on olive oil and za'atar, wished briefly I could keep goats for the milk. Billy Goat Gruff giving the hawk a beady eye.
E you do have my email address, don't you? If I can give you regular support as you reduce the dosage, let me know. And keep posting here.
Thanks Mary, nice to hear from you. I have only read two Toni Morrison novels- The Bluest Eye and Jazz, so it's nice to have some others still to read. I have been reading some Beryl Bainbridge recently, partly because I ran out of things to read on holiday and had a couple on my kindle that I had started but for some reason had not hit the spot at the time. I heard her speak many years ago when I took my A level groups to London for a day of author presentations. I was very much taken with HER- she was talking about The Birthday Boys, which I am currently reading- and loving- her novel about Scott's ill-fated Antarctic expedition. What struck me hearing her speak was her total imaginative absorption in the story. I am not sure whether she had already finished it or was still in the midst of it - and in some senses I only paid the most cursory attention to the story she was telling that day, so struck was I by her seeming to be in a world of her own, with her dark bobbed hair, chain-smoking as she spoke, with the deeply wrinkled face of a lifelong smoker. I just remembered the parallel she drew with Peter Pan's lost boys at the end of her story. And that huge preoccupation with her subject matter, that she was completely possessed with it. I purchased it along with 'An Awfully Big Adventure' when I first got my kindle. Why there seems to be a right time to read certain books I'll never totally understand, but that's how it goes with me.
The chickens are great, but we have a broody one. My daughter was looking after them at the weekend, failed to collect Saturday's eggs, and by the time we got back yesterday Peggy was all fluffed up and not budging from a clutch of eggs. I have to try to break the habit now. I haven't handled them really yet, but had to lift her off and plonk her out to get the eggs. She's back there again this morning so I have to try again and work out some more strategies.
I'm so glad Chub is better. I'm visiting my friend who lost her dog on Wednesday this week, will probably take Dusty but hope that won't make her sadder.
A week into reducing my tablets.I am aware of feeling a bit more down but nothing I can't manage as yet. Hopefully see you here again soon.
Battle to get in and the screen keeps freezing -- just to say I am reading here and hoping to be able to post soon -- if not I'll reregister as ML 4 or 5!
Is that Beryl Bainbridge novel Every Man for Himself? Loved it, my favourite Titanic novel ever and I have read most of them since A Night to Remember (published 1950s).
Love and hope the pills kick in soon --
There's a genre of Titanic novels? Who knew?
Another battle this morning because Delphi didn't recognise my password on the first two attempts. But in now.
Brian, I'm not sure I'd call it a genre of books on the Titanic but that sinking in 1912 was quite mysterious and many researchers wanted to figure out what happened. Filson Young's account was published just a month after the ship sank.
Walter Lord's 1955 A Night to Remember remains the classic for me. He interviewed survivors and studied the ship-building industry, the wireless systems on ships before WW1 and problems with sending SOS codes, the increase in icebergs in shipping lanes that year etc. I haven't read that much myself -- I'm curious but not preoccupied with the story. Hated the film.
Other non-fiction studies, memoirs and mystery novels include those by Robert Strange, Steve Turner, Judith B Geller and a survivor Colonel Gracie -- one source of public curiosity had to do with the wealthy and famous aboard the Titanic, John Jacob Astor, Benjamin Guggenheim, Lady Duff Gordon etc.
Then there is the fiction around women and romance aboard the ship, the Irish emigrants to the New World who travelled in steerage, Hazel Gaynor's The Girl who Came Home. Science-fiction about the sinking too. And the ship's dog, White Star.
Beryl Bainbridge is by far the best.
It's an amazing novel worthy of comparison with The Great Gatsby.
Sorry it's been a while since i have checked in- I only have my password for Delphi on my laptop and I couldn't get my laptop connected to the internet for a full three weeks.
I have successfully dropped my medication from 20mg daily to alternating 20 with 10. Had a very depressed weekend a few weeks ago but managed to ride it and a few days later I actually started to feel a little more cheerful in the mornings. In fact I had a small epiphany- not only do anti depressants level out the difficult feelings, they may well take the edge off the more pleasant happier feelings too. I'm feeling optimistic about coming off them. I shall drop to 10mg daily at the end of this month, for at least 2 months - my husband really recommends I do it as slowly as that, as rushing it might meen I end up back on them. Husband is a doctor if anyone reading this doesn't know.
In other news I am trying not to get too frustrated by our current political situation. I've never seen anything like it in my life.
Family life has been busy again recently although now my daughter is back at college and my son returns to his student house next week. I am pleased to report that he has landed himself a placement at the eleventh hour so will be working in the IT department of an NHS hospital as a program analyst for the next year. he got pretty frustrated with the ridiculous number of forms he had to fill in with the same information, plus indecipherable questions that almost certainly weren't relevant. Welcome to the world of work. I'll put Franz Kafka's Metamorphosis on his Christmas List. It will in truth be helpful for him to have a solid year's work experience behind him, plus I'm sure going back into third year at university afterwards will make him really appreciate the privilege of study!
There's been this thing on Facebook- Faces and Voices of Recovery. People are telling their recovery stories. Most of them are very very dramatic involving liver failure and prison sentences. I've got a bit tired of reading them now because they make me feel like my recovery has been easy-peasy with my comfortable life circumstances. Maybe I should write one just to show it isn't only the obvious people who struggle with addiction. Possibly it's also a case of addiction just not being so obvious in more affluent situations, more easily covered up, denied, somehow even more shameful in a way, because what problem was so bad in my life that I need to drink to get away from it? the vicious cycle of addiction is itself destructive of happiness of course. Depression is also a complex animal, not just related to your actual circumstances but also to do with unrealistic expectations of self.
Why do you think there are so many catholics in AA meetings? not entirely a rhetorical question. I haven't mentioned my catholic upbringing much recently on here, but I was most certainly indoctrinated with an unfortunate combination of catholic self-flagellation and the Protestant Work Ethic. English Catholicism. Although my mum had Irish ancestry she was exceptionally straight-laced, my dad was a convert from church of England. I definitely did not have the stereotypical Irish drunkard shaping my childhood world which I do think some people in recovery did have in some shape or form. Anyway it was the phrase 'unrealistic expectations of self' that made me think of my catholic upbringing.
Enough for today.
Hope everyone is doing well, and catch you soon.
I remember from my days in AA what almost seemed like a competition among drinking stories. I remember thinking "gee, I never did that!" Maybe it just having a lot of people together - they get competitive.
Good for your son too. I have my Kaiser laminated health insurance/medicare care with my number embossed on it. When I check in, they have to manually enter it into their computers - why not just have a card reader? And now they ask for a picture ID - why not put my picture on the card? And Kaiser has a very sophisticated computerized medical record system.
My husband has worked for the NHS his whole life so wasn't surprised by the number of (pointless) forms my son had to fill in. Even as a teacher I didn't ever have that much admin to do before starting. I absolutely hate unnecessary paperwork. The necessary stuff is painful enough.
I am getting paranoid about welcoming newcomers. On a couple of occasions they have gone quiet after I have posted and I go over what I've written and feel I've just got it all wrong by writing too much about myself.
I shall leave the newcomers to more experienced hands like you and Mary. It's hard to say but I feel I'm too self-obsessed. I like expressing myself in writing and get carried away.
Hope all is well with you Brian. Talk of healthcare in the USA does at least remind me of the good aspects of our NHS. I guess we tend to cope with what we are used to. Or not if we are in active addiction. It is worth reminding ourselves that the drinking life is all behind us- I do forget how shocking I felt for how much of the time. AA talks a lot about gratitude- I'm grateful to this forum and I'm grateful to myself for sticking at it.
We are enjoying some lovely late summer weather here, hope you are too.
I don't think you should feel you are doing anything wrong with the newcomers. Most people who post only do so one or two times - that's the way it has always been. But it has been quite for quite a while. Mary and I have speculated that forums like this are just not very attractive anymore. And there is nothing wrong with expressing yourself - for as long as you want - I enjoy reading them - hearing what's happening to other people in other places.
I have a high regard for the NHS - though I've only had one experience with it. A few years ago we took a trip to Scotland and on a hiking trip my wife tripped and broke her finger. As she is very serious amateur musician, this was a big concern. We went to the NHS in Portree. All I had to do was get our passports. They took x-rays and sent them to an orthopedist is Aberdeen who gave instructions on how to apply a cast to take care of her finger. They didn't have someone who had the skill to apply that kind of cast, so we drove down to Broadford. They put the cast on, took more x-rays and sent them to the orthopedist again to check. All this at absolutely no cost to us. When we got back my wife went to another orthopedist who took off the cast and sent her for physical therapy. Everything healed perfectly well and she is playing as it never happened.
Needless to say, someone from another country would not have this experience in the US. I'm all for medicare for all and hope we start moving toward it - but this is a very conservative country and people are afraid of change - even when things are not going well.
Thank you for your words of encouragement Brian. I am having a minor crisis of confidence in several aspects of my life at the moment.
Ah, the Isle of Skye! I went on holiday there when I was around the age of 10. We rented a cottage attached to a farm and I milked a cow. Blue Peter ( an iconic children's TV programme in the Uk, it's hard to imagine that it might not be world famous!)were doing a Special Assignment there and I went to a crofter's cottage with the farmer's daughter and was filmed pretending to sing songs in Gaelic. Strangely enough it was never televised! The day before we left (day 13 of 14) we discovered that we had a sea view. It had more or less rained for the whole holiday! But I loved it, and am itching to visit the Hebrides again some day, once we haven't got semi-dependent adult children forcing us to go to Greece or Portugal to get a tan. I also have an urge to go to Norway on a camper van trip. Also Ireland, which I have only visited once.
I'm glad you had a good experience of the NHS. I only have one experience of medical treatment in the States- I had a UTI/Kidney infection. Yes it did cost me but I was actually impressed with how seriously they took me and how quickly the relevant tests were made , when here I would certainly have had to wait for a few days for test results, that's if they just didn't send me home with advice to drink more water and stop complaining! My husband does say that over investigation has now become a big problem for the NHS- everyone googles everything and expects every test going, necessary or not. Patients are happy when you over investigate, but its not actually helpful viewed overall as it diverts funds from where they are actually needed. And with a paid service as in the States there is an obvious incentive to over investigate, which is the other side of the coin.
What does your wife play? How wonderful to be proficient and inspired in musicianship. I have barely touched my musical instruments recently- and this is one of my personal crises. Having learnt piano as a child, I stopped at age 13 and then after my dad died and I inherited a smallish but not insignificant sum for someone in their 20s I bought a good piano and over a long period relearnt and then actually improved my standard to reasonable intermediate level. I like to sing and taught myself to play using chord patterns rather than literal notation. 10 years or so ago I was playing a lot- it was a great outlet for some emotional stuff I was struggling with. I also got a ukulele and leant basic playing so I could sing a different style of song. And then, three years ago I decided to have a go at the violin- it is a beautiful instrument and I love to hear it. I got a teacher and to start I was very enthusiastic, making quick progress to very basic playing and nearing Grade 1 standard. but then it gets much harder, the learning curve between basic and intermediate felt like an increasing slog and I totally lost impetus. Not only have I stopped playing the violin but also the piano and the uke. the phrase that comes to mind is that I've 'lost heart.' It makes me sad writing this and contemplating this loss. I am thinking I should sell the violin- it is a 1930 7/8 German violin, not particularly special but nice enough - I chose it and it fits me comfortably as a small adult. It feels hard to sell it, to say goodbye to this little fantasy that as a 50 something I could learn a very challenging instrument. I should have stuck to the piano. I might not improve that much on the piano now but I can play a decent range of music and just playing frequently means I get more fluent at it. But as it stands I just walk by it and don't sit down to play as I used to (I walk by it to get upstairs or to our living room, I used to stop and play even when I wasn't intending to, when I was supposed to be doing something else)
Anyway, I have lots of things I probably ought to be getting on with today, so enough for now. It's very nice to at least express how I feel about it, even if I'm feeling disappointed that those feelings are rather lacklustre.
Have a good week Brian, and thank you again.