Io

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Io is a great little kitty.  He is also known as Io Schmio, and Spotted Nose Kitty.  In the photo, he is climbing out of a display case thru an opening because of a missing pane of glass.  Io explores everything.

Io likes to cuddle up at night, next to you, in a small kitty ball.  He also likes to find the highest spot to sit.  This is not a brave cat.  When we moved, he spent the first month hiding in our bed… he was not seem downstairs much at all.  But he is all settled in now.

When he sits or lies next to me, he will rest his chin on my hand, or arm.  He can stay like that a very long time.  Io likes to be close.

Halloween and Me

Halloween… I used to really like it… when I was a kid.

Now Halloween just shoots my anxiety thru the roof.  It’s been like that for a long time, and does not get any better.  I use extra meds, but it does not help much.  I usually turn off the lights, and hide.

There is candy to hand out, but I will probably have to wait for Lori to get home before I can do anything.  And I feel very bad about it.  I am letting the kids down.

It’s probably not as bad as it seems to me, but that thought does not help me feel any better.

Mondays

A lot of people don’t like Monday’s… I don’t either.  They are often the worst day of my week.  At least in terms of anxiety, depression, and generally feeling bad about myself.  I guess that covers it.

Today I had to go take a nap this afternoon because I was getting depressed.  I did not actually sleep much, but was able to doze for about 4 hours.  I guess I feel better, but I still don’t feel “right”.

Tomorrow I have errands to run, and there is a lot of work to get done, but thinking about that now is counterproductive – it will just get me more depresses.  That makes it hard to plan things out.  I will have to figure it out in the morning, which means I have more things hanging over me.  There is no easy way out of this mood.

Most Monday’s are like this.  Some are better… sometimes I actually have a good day.  But not usually.

The weekend affects it.  If we have a busy weekend, it’s pretty much always worse.  It does not seem to matter what we do… it’s just if we do a lot.  Lori can outwork anyone, so it’s probably partly from feeling like I have been out-worked.  And when I have a bad pain day (see previous post), it all gets even worse.  I feel as if I have failed.

It’s easy for me to feel bad even when I was held back by pain, or whatever.  I know I should do better… but this is all I’ve got.  I try to do the best I can…

A Very Bad Pain Day

Yesterday was the worst pain day I have had in… at least this year!  I used my anti-inflammatory for my knees and toes, and 2 lidocaine patches on my back.  I have never need 2 patches before.  But even all that did not take away all the pain.

So I was basically locked into just sitting at my desk.  I was only able to do a very few things around the house.  The lidocaine took away my appetite – all I ate was some grapes.  I am still not very hungry.  Fortunately, I don’t really mind being hungry.

Today I am doing a lot better.  My back is still a bit twitchy, and it throws sharp pains at me every now and then.  But it is not as bad as yesterday.  My knee is a little better… not much.  I don’t like to use the anti-inflammatory 2 days in a row, so I will have to deal with that differently today.

I don’t know what I did… but I certainly did something to my back.  I’m glad I know how to deal with it – but it’s still no fun at all!

The “S” Word

For me, there is a word I write frequently in my journal, and think even more often, that I don’t like!  It makes my anxiety go up just to think it.  It makes me want to run and hide my brain.  It is a horrible word for me… the “S” word.  The word is “should”.

What “should” I do today… what ‘”should” things all look like.  How “should” I respond… or feel… or think.  It is a word that can send me into a crashing dive.

Every day, I think and write about what I “should” do.  It leads me into a pit.  It makes me feel like I have already lost… I have already failed.  What “should” I do?  I can almost never live up to that.  It means I can not do enough even before I start.

Even now, it is making me feel bad.  I can’t even write about it without feeling that anxiety, and failure.  Right now I am feeling like not writing any more… but I “should”.

I don’t know if everyone has such a word… but I doubt it.  When I hear it, I feel myself declining.  I can feel myself falling into the pit of failure.  I can not do what I “should” do.

Some things I can’t do for physical reasons.  My knees, back, shoulder, toes, thumb, and fingers make it hard, or painful to do many things.  I know I “should” do some things, or be able to do some things… but I can’t.  I try to treat my pains, and do what I can.  But it can be very frustrating having to deal with it everyday, all day long.

But most of the time when I “should” do something, and don’t, it’s because of mental issues – my brain is not my friend.  I can not explain this to someone who has never experienced it, but sometimes I simply can not get myself to do what I “should”.

Sometimes I try to avoid the word… sometimes I try to push myself to face it.  Neither works.  It’s a bad word.

Session – Oct. 24, 2012

I had session today – the first in three weeks!  I have been trying to go more than that over the last few months, but I was not too bad off before this session.

Mostly we talked about where I am with my meds, and how to handle my increased anxiety and OC behavior.  Since I am on new meds, I am waiting a few more weeks to let things settle in before deciding on taking more.  So far I think I will need it…

So I am having to go back, and relearn some of the relaxation techniques I learned 6-7 years ago.  I got out of the habit of working on those so much.  And now I am back at it.

I am now having more anxiety before I go out – anticipatory anxiety.  And it can be a real problem!  Sometimes I feel like I can’t even get out the door.  And planning can be a challenge.  I have to be careful to not push myself too much, or I will completely fall apart and not be able to go at all.

Once I do get out the door, my anxiety moves over to the normal phobia type… I have to deal with the real fear of actually being out in the world.  It gets worse or better depending on where I am going, and what I will do there.  Familiar places are not too bad – unless they are like the dentist etc. 

Currently, I am having significantly higher anxiety of both types.  It is harder to think about going out; to get ready to go out; and to actually get out the door.  And while I am out, the anxiety is worse than it has been in years.  I have generally been able to fight thru it because I have learned that it will pass, and I know I will get thru it.  That is not enough, but it helps…

So I come home more drained, and feeling flatter.  It takes a lot longer to recover.

Now I am working on resurrecting some of the techniques I learned years ago when my anxiety was uncontrolled.  Mostly I am trying to take deep breaths and relax my brain – that does involve needing to be somewhat alone, but it helps.  And I am paying more attention to planning simpler trip.

All in all, it works… but I need session to rehearse some of these relaxation methods.  And I will be bringing back more home tricks I used in the past – that will leave me more energy for going out.

It’s going to take some time… but it will work!

OC, or Superstition?

Most of us think of a Superstition as those old rules we have heard – don’t walk under a ladder etc.  But people make there own superstitions.  For example: something bad happened to you when you were young, and you associate it what some unrelated outside event.  You break a bone, and had just eaten an apple… you might associate the apple with pain.  Apples become a reminder of great pain, and you start avoiding them.

This is a simplified example, but it happens to all of us.  OC behaviors are exaggerated because of incorrect chemistry in our brains.  The small superstition becomes an Obsession – you can not ignore it… because your brain will not let you.  The circuitry in you brain can not let go of it until it is resolved in a safe way.

For me, there are mental Rituals I have to go thru.  When I go get the mail, I have a whole little speech I repeat to myself about the US Postal Service – the fastest, cheapest, most efficient mail service in the World… and so on (don’t get me started… too late).  There are many, and used to be a lot more.  I can only set the volume on the stereo at an even number.

One bad one for me is that if I leave the house, and forget something, I can not go back to get it… I have to live without it.  Sometimes Lori can convince me to go back… mostly if she is driving.  But there have been times I went on without something rather important.

There are drugs that can help reduce the chemical imbalance, but they are over-prescribed because it’s the easy way out.  And they do help most people, but they often are not necessary.  See… there is another one for me – if I misspell a word, and spell checker underlines it, I have to fix it right away.  I can’t wait until I am done with the whole thing I am typing.  It has to be right the first time. 

That last one may have helped me some over the years.  In college, I wrote all my papers in one draft.  And I always got an A.  Everything had to be correct the first time.  And I rarely forget my wallet… I check for it often enough.  If you ask me if I have it, I will have to check.  Lori has done that to me when I was being an ass.

The real key to dealing with it though, is to figure out which behaviors or thoughts you can live with, and which you should extinguish.  The Postal Service speech does not hurt me, and actually makes it easier to go get the mail… so it stays.  But other things have had to go.  Particularly a speech I had while driving.

It can take time, and generally takes talking about it with someone, to figure out which is which.  Remember that your view is distorted, so often, only someone else can help identify which things need to go.  They all seem reasonable to you.

Sometimes learning to live with something can be harder than extinguishing it.  But that may be better over the long run.

I fight mine every day… every time I do most anything, there are internal pressures to do, or think, unnecessary things.  I am a lot better, but it is always there, affecting what I can and can not do.  It pisses me off, but all I can do is the best I can do!

Talking to Tech Support

Most people hate having to call tech support.  I don’t like it much either.  But I found a way to make it a LOT better for me.

What I do is chat in a friendly way with the tech support person.  I ask how the weather is there when there is a lull in the conversation.  Sometimes you are waiting for something anyway.  It’s interesting how the conversation can go from there.

I was just on the phone talking with a tech rep at DIRECTV and while I was waiting for things to happen when I tried them, I found out she lives in Missoula, Montana… the weather there is about like here today.  Also, she is recently separated, and now living in a small apartment, instead of a big house.

And we got everything fixed and straightened up, and she is sending us new hardware for free – it would normally be $40.  So it worked out pretty well, and it’s a lot less frustrating for me.

This took a while to get used to because tech support can be so frustrating… but once I did get used to being extra cheery, it got a lot easier.  And it does not take longer because there are usually things that you have to wait for.

Give it a try!

Cymbaline – Top Cat

Cymbaline… King Cat

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Okay… She’s a she, but we still call her King Cat.  She is the Top Cat in our house.  She gets what she wants.  Cymbaline is very talkative.  She meows when she is unset, and when she is happy.  If you pet her, she meows.

Cymbaline is very demanding… she wants things just the way she wants them.  And she will let you know when you slip up.  Don’t every forget to clean the litter box!

She is very small compared to the others… only about 9 pounds.  But stay out of her way, and don’t pick her up.  She loves to have her neck and head scratched, but she likes it a lot longer than you may want to do.  Then she will lie down next to you, and purr very loudly!

She learned how to floor surf when we lived in Yakima, and has taken it up again here.  She goes skidding across the floor, and puts her paws up just in time to stop herself at the frig.

I hate to say this, but she is my favorite kitty, even though she is so aloof.  But she is usually not very far away.

Lori just says Cymbaline is “Crazy”.

Empty Brain…

My brain is not working very well today.  I don’t know where it is all coming from, but I feel unable to do anything.  My mood is very Fragile, and I can’t control my thoughts. 

I feel angry, and sad, and confused… I should just have stayed in bed today.  I am of no use to anyone like this.  It seems like everything has been going wrong.  My pain is not under control, and I have nothing to deal with it when it is really bad.

And I have been letting down Lori and everyone else I deal with.  My brain sometimes just gets so empty…

Not a Good Day

There are good days and bad… today is a bad day.  I had nightmares all night, but still stayed in bed late this morning.  I would rather have the nightmares than get up and have to deal with the world.

We went out to IKEA yesterday, and it wore me out.  I had lots of pain, and was not able to deal with it.  I was not doing very well last evening, and it carried over into the night, and this morning.

I know I will feel better soon… but it is not now.  There are things to do, but my toes, back, and knee don’t want to get up at all.  I can’t do much walking without having these pains, and I am still trying to figure out the best combination of meds to treat it.

It drags me down mentally, and leaves me tired, and feeling like staying in bed.  Right now I wish I had stayed there.  There is not much more to say today…

After a Trip

After Lori and I go on a trip, there is the inevitable crash.  We got home Monday… yesterday I was feeling tired and stressed.  Today I am depressed and on the verge of crashing out completely.  I should be better tomorrow.

But this part of traveling is my least favorite.  Before we go, I have to go thru a lot of anxiety about being away from home.  It is difficult to get thru, and Lori has to deal with it.  But it’s not really as bad as the after trip crap I have to deal with.

I don’t get to savor the fun… I don’t get to feel all rested and happy about the great trip – not until several days later anyway.  When Lori comes home from work-travel, we will be able to talk about the fun plays and all, and it will be good again.  But there are always those few days right after the trip where I have to feel like my world is falling apart… for no reason.

This will pass.  The really bad times always do… I know that.  Thru session, I have learned that I always get better.  That’s a thing about humans – if we give ourselves half a chance, we always get better.  And I know I will to.

But for today… I am very low, and depressed, and wanting to just hide away and pretend the rest of the world is not there (except my Facebook friends).  Even being on line is difficult though.  I just want to hide.

My Social Life as a Teacher

I taught in Seaside, OR for 15 years.  It was in many ways the height of my life.  I fulfilled my obligation to give back to society more than I got from it.  But I had virtually no social life during that time.  I went out with other teachers on my own, only 5 times during those years – twice with administrators.  I think I went to one Christmas party.

I did go to many of the year-end parties… but that was a time when I was letting go of myself, and many of my normal defenses were down.  It was fun though!  I even went with Lori once!  But that was not really me.

All I did was teach.  I had not had a real social life since 1977.  And that was all I could do… teach.  It was all my fault of course… no-one pushed me in any direction… it was just me.  There are many things I could have done to make my life better.  But I did not.

There are some people from all these years that I feel closer to.  Most don’t know it.  There are people I miss… they don’t know that either.  I missed out on some great opportunities to develop very close, lasting friendships.  It could have left me much better off than I am now.  I probably would have taught for 2-3 more years if I had had that support while I was there.

But I did not do anything to make that happen… so it didn’t.  I am not complaining.  I know it is all my own fault, and my own responsibility.  All I can do now is try to make as much of my current life as I can.

I have one close friend… from my archery days.  (I am not counting family members, and I have found a sister there)  And he has always been there for me… even when we didn’t talk for years.  I wish he lived closer – he knows that.  But he is in Seattle.  We have been friends since 1976 – that’s a long time.  We have been through a lot together really.

Anyway… this rambling Blog has gone on too long – I try to keep them short.  These are just a few more of the things I have to think about.  And as an agoraphobe, I have a LOT of time to think.

The 23 Pound Cat

Titan was a very tiny kitten we got him from the Bonnie Hays Animal Shelter back in 2007.  But he grew.

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Titan is not over weight – according to the vet.  He is just huge.  And he is my friend.  My kitties keep me company during the days I spend at home.  And that is most of the time.

Titan is very friendly, and loves to meet new people.  He loves to cuddle.  At a garage sale once, people kept asking if they could buy him… NO!  He likes the Schwan’s guy a lot.  He is not a lap cat (thank God), but he will lie next to you, and keep you warm.

He eats a lot, but is patient to wait his turn in the morning.  He loves to go out in the sun, and chases birds – he caught one recently.  And when he plays with the other kitties, it gets very noisy!  Especially when he is in Mortal Combat with his brother.

I will have a post about each of out cats over the next few weeks.

Happy Anxiety

Yes… it is possible to be happy and have a lot of anxiety.  That’s how I spent much of the last 3 days.  We were in Ashland, OR seeing a whole bunch of plays!  And we had a great time.  But I had a lot of anxiety almost the whole time.

It was tiring.  Though it should have helped me build energy, I feel depleted.  I am an introvert, so when I interact with people – even when it is fun – it drains off energy.  I have never been able to go to a party, and get energized.

I know all this… but I did not always.  When I was young, I was surprised at how I felt after a party or such.  To the point where I basically stopped going to them.  In college I had gradually become more social, only to completely crash out of it.  A lot of people wondered what was going on… some people thought I considered myself to be better than everyone else.

Actually, I thought everyone was better than me!  I could not figure out what was wrong with me.  And that may be the main reason I have not made any new friends to socialize with since about 1977 (not counting Lori).  I taught in Seaside, OR for 15 years without making any new friends.  This was mostly because I was virtually always too burned out to socialize.  Just teaching took it all out of me.

So I am tired, and feeling very drained after our fun trip to Ashland.  It was great… but I need some major recovery time.