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And here's a question (off topic) for your c-section birth, did they give you pitocin? I am an avid researcher of birth and labor stats and I am noticing that about 80-85% of section births were originally given pitocin. This tells me that pitocin needs to be replaced with good old nature- let the body do the job whe it's ready! As a nurse, I would be interested in your opinion on this subject.
Thomas, I thank you for your little post to me below on the 6th.
I can't tell you how much it meant to me to have you say that. I often thought of you and of how you were doing with the benzo thing. I wished you could of been there with me wading in the Pit River looking up at Mt. Shasta as I was hooking monster Rainbow trout! it seemed so symbolic to me being a recovering addict myselfbeing hooked for so long. I took the greater joy of releasing the rainbows back to their river then I did in catching them. You know me being the Wizard and all how I like RAINBOWS LOL. But really it was so nice to release them as I've released myself. They are there for another day and another child to catch and hopefully release again. It truly was better then any opiate I have ever gotten high on! Clear air, clear water and most of all MY CLEAR MIND! I thank all of you for helping me get there. I thank God for leading me to you. God Bless you all you are in my prayers this evening. That includes Angelica,Jay Jay,Shane, Milo, Susanlea,and everyone on this board forgive me if I left your name off but you know you are in my heart!
Power & Magick 2 U all,
Peace & Light of the Lord on us all,
Love,
Wizard
Cindi -- I loved your comment about your loins spewing forth no more life! LOL about that quaint phrasing!!
lea -- I wish you peace and serenity in coming to terms with the loss of your mother. We haven't talked to each other on here much (any?), but my thoughts are with you as you get through this difficult time. --Milo
But -- I can relate to the stories here because Valium & Fioricet serve essentially the same function for me as opiates do for others, I think. My challenge now is to learn how to replace these things with better, healthier alternatives. And it is incredibly helpful for me to be able to talk about this in, as you said, a non-judgmental environment.
On the other side, I have seen two sweet, wonderful friends go through sheer hell because of their spouses' cocaine/crack abuse. So in at least a very small way I can understand what you're going through. If you need a cyber-ear or shoulder, I'm here. Sincerely, Milo
I lost my mom four months ago. She was only 51 years old when she died. She had been diagnosed 10 months earlier with a fatal disease. Prior to her diagnosis, I had never even considered the possibility that I might lose my mom. I'm not married, no kids yet either--although hopefully someday that will change. But I never imagined that my mom wouldn't be at my wedding, or the birth of my kids, or that she might be someone who my husband and kids would simply know as a photograph...These thoughts were beyond my realm of comprehension.
However, what I learned as I explored all these once foreign and now very real thoughts is that time does help, and the grief will begin to subside in a while. It will never go away--but why should it? Your mom was a very special person and it would be unnatural to not occassionally shed a tear or get a little angry when you want to hear her voice or hold her hand. But eventually, the good memories will start to feel more good than sad, and the grief will give way to appreciation, strength and courage. I don't take anything for granted now, I refuse to allow petty things to upset me, I'm not afraid of hardship--and I sure as hell can handle just about anything. And although I miss my mom more than words could say, I'm very grateful that she is still giving me things, even in death. In other words, she has now given me strength and courage. Somehow, she is still reaching out to me and teaching me lessons on how to cope with life. And how to appreciate things. So maybe, somehow, although it's certainly hard to understand this--maybe we're being blessed. Ya know?
And lest I give the impression that I handled her death in a perfect way, let me tell you: I was less than perfect. A week after she died, I relapsed with my Vicodin. I decided that if life was going to be unfair, then I was going to use some imperfect coping mechanisms--namely, numbing myself with narcotics. The only thing that stopped me was the idea that my mom could look down from above and see me, and if she could see me--well, she was probably utterly pissed off and ashamed of my behavior. And I'm still battling with my addiction. I was sober for almost two months, and last week I relapsed again. It's a horrible feeling, and once again--I'm scheduled to quit this week. The worst part is that I can handle the quitting. It's the relapsing that I'm having trouble with. And although there are some good remedies for quitting and easing the withdrawal, there does not seem to be a plethora of advice as to how to stay clean.
But the one thing that I've learned is that life isn't fair and we're not being singled out for tragedy and challenge. We're not alone. And we can use this hardship to our advantage, to make us stronger and wiser. Right?
Nothing is ever the same
Each encounter is precious, unique.
My heart is filled with pain
To think of shared moments so sweet.
How poignant to know
They have ended.
How consoling to know
They can't change.
All our shared moments
Are suspended
In our memories
Where they cannot change.....
Power & Magick 2 U,
luv,
Wiz
HOPE
Often lost
Then found
Where least expected......
Milo, I've found not only Hope here, but REAL FRIENDS.....
Thank you for being my friend,
Power & Magic 2 U,
Peace & Light on U always,
Wizard
Atcha later sweety,
Power & Magick 2 U,
Peace & Light all over your bod,
luv,
Wiz
I'm actually feeling better today. Yesterday marked 2 weeks taking Wellbutrin, and I noticed a real change -- I had more energy, more motivation, etc., than I've had in a long time! And my "stomach problems" (IBS) seem to have settled down as well. So we'll see how it goes.
Blessings to you my friend, Milo
Milo
PS. I read some people have died from trying to get it to absorb quickly...be careful