This is kind of embarrassing, or personal! That's okay. Lately--I don't understand why--I chant nursery rhymes over and over and over again--little miss muffet sat on her...inky dinky spider...little jack horner...puff the magic dragon...(I still can't get over MEET THE PARENTS, nevermind MEET THE FOCKERS and think Ben Stiller is a hot) this sort of stuff happens when it's totally painful. I often adulterate these nursery rhymes. I get quite angry when I'm in pain. I'm not sure if it's the rhythm or the cadence, but it subdues me, distracts me. I crank up the tunes, too. Or begin the naming of the goldfish (sort of a spin on T.S. Eliot's "The Naming of the Cats). Start making lists. Yes, I read. Somehow, though, bathroom reading needs to be different. I do some colour visualization--the pain is usually CRIMSON or ORANGE and I send myself some blue or even some muddy cool tones. Sometimes, I feel like my head is going to explode from the pain so I send some lavender to my head or violet. Maybe I should get one of those Mr. Bubbles and just blow bubbles on the throne. Yes, that sounds like a good idea--blowing bubbles on the can. Maybe a colouring book, next, too. I don't understand why, but sometimes pain makes me really "childish" and regressive.
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