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jeminy3 · 5 years ago

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Blind Roy - Office Woes

This was meant to be part of a series of more Blind Roy drabbles, titled and focused on things like being back in the office, conversations with each individual team member, talking grimly of the future with Grumman, etc. But all my writing juice went into other stories (like the Elicia story, The Things We Carry), so they never really came together. This is just leftovers.

Features: Blind Character PoV, insecurities, workarounds for disabilities, Team Mustang being supportive like a good team should.

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Disclaimers:

- Realistically, Roy would be forced to retire from the military because of his blindness, but I didn't double-check that until I'd written out most of this because I'm PRETTY sure that in Brotherhood, he says something about continuing to pursue his goals despite his blindness. But whatever, it's an AU.

- I know Braille wouldn't exist in the FMA verse, or would go under a different name, but whatever.

Also, here’s another Roy doodle.

Roy's first day back in the office was difficult - much more difficult than he imagined.

He spent the majority of the day shuffling slowly around rooms with arms outstretched, running into walls, knocking things over, feeling his way around doorways and chairs and tables, much like - well, a blind man. He would've laughed at himself, if not for the quiet shame and anger that gripped him.

And a strange sort of denial did, too. Years from now, he'd look back on these days and realize that his biggest mistake was thinking he could somehow function exactly like he used to and therefore not become a burden to those around him. Because the worst parts of it all were his constant, stubborn refusals to accept help, even from his own squadron.

It takes him almost two weeks before he finally relents to using a cane at everyone's suggestion, after growing incredibly tired of crushing his nose, bumping his head, stubbing his fingers and toes, and wounding his pride in front of other officials while navigating their offices.

The sounds of people snickering softly behind his back hurt more than all his bumps and bruises combined. He expects them to multiply upon starting use of his cane, but to his surprise, they don't, and eventually stop altogether.

He gets a reason why when he offhandedly comments on it one day, as he's getting ready to head home for the evening.

"Another day done, I suppose. Almost surprised I'm still in one piece."

He hears a questioning sound from Riza. "How do you mean, sir?"

"Well, besides surviving the day without hurting myself for once-" He gestures with his cane. " -I haven't heard any, shall we say, disrespectful sounds from anyone in my vicinity. Maybe they're finally wise enough to hold their snickering for when I leave the room."

Riza makes an odd sound, as if holding back a laugh herself. "Well I wouldn't say that, sir..."

"...Hm?"

There's a shifting of fabric from Riza's uniform, as if she were lifting an arm to adjust her collar.

"Just between us, sir, if it eases you... myself and the others may be responsible for that. I've done my best to shut down any potential disrespect towards you during our meetings, and Fuery's encouraged us to take problem folk aside and give them, as he says, 'a good talking-to' about your condition."

There's a lightening in her voice, as if she's smiling. "And it looks like our efforts have paid off."

Roy was silent for a good few seconds, gaping a bit. He was... shocked, a little, that his squadron would go so out of their way for his comfort, even his pride.

Eventually, he'd learn to stop being so surprised.

Progress on paperwork nearly came to a complete halt during his first few days.

Unable to read, Roy had asked Riza to read the forms aloud to him before he signed them, but that method quickly proved to be inefficient. Not only was listening to Riza's droning voice a battle to stay conscious by the end of the day, but the strain on her soon proved to be too much.

"-and so, as per the order of Colonel Roy Musta- Agh. Ack." Riza chokes, then breaks down into a coughing fit.

"...Lieutenant? Are you alright?" Roy asks, snapping out of his boredom.

It takes a few seconds before she's recovered enough to respond, and when she does, her voice is still noticeably rough. "I'm- Urgh- I'm sorry sir, but I don't think this will work. I'm losing my voice," she says hoarsely.

Roy does his best to stave off a surge of panic. These forms need to get done. "Er- Well... Then uh, bring Falman in to take over until you recover, Lieutenant."

He hears her sigh softly. "Apologies again, but I have to disagree, sir. Falman has his own duties and can't spend all his time reading to you. Same for the others."

"...Besides, he's not even here today," she adds. "He's out on reconnaissance, remember?"

Roy sighs deeply, sinking into his desk and rubbing his temples. "...I'd forgotten. Sorry, Lieutenant. It's just- the meetings, the forms- it all blends together sometimes. You know."

Riza makes a "hm" noise in agreement, but nothing else. An awkward silence falls, and Roy can imagine her staring him down accusingly, since she'd already suggested a better alternative earlier today, but Roy had refused it, as usual.

At this point he was just delaying the inevitable. He lets out a long, loud groan of defeat. "Fine, fine. I'll stop putting it off. I'll try to learn that 'brell' language you told me about."

"It's called Braille, sir."

He waves a hand dismissively. "Yes, yes... And we'll have to reprint everything with that special paper... Ugh, the print department's going to moan at me, I just know it."

"I should hope not. Not when their Colonel has a disability that needs accommodation."

Disability. Roy flinches a little at the word, associating it with years of well-meaning but nonetheless other-ing societal norms. Nursing homes, therapy wards, parking spaces and public seating set aside and marked with garishly-colored signs.

"Er- Can you... not call it that, Lieutenant? It's not disabling, just ah- challenging, that's all," he says.

He hears her sigh again, and the sound of her uniform shifting, then feels her hand on his shoulder. Her voice is soft, perhaps softer than intended from her hoarseness, but there's something undeniably sincere in it.

"Roy, please... it's alright."

Her voice is closer to him now, and Roy can imagine her leaning down with a small, gentle smile near his face, offering tender support against his bull-headed stubbornness that masked a deep, all-consuming shame inside him. It eases him, a little.

Roy breathes out slowly, relieving a tension in his shoulders he hadn't noticed was there.

"I... I'll try, Riza. Thank you."

Luckily for everyone, the Braille system works out better than expected.

Frustrated with the amount of time it took to reprint everything traditionally, Roy, in his usual manner, came up with the brilliant idea of using Alchemy to convert them instead.

It takes some time and convincing to the higher-ups, but eventually, with the help of Major Armstrong and a few other alchemists, Roy creates a new and fairly simple system. All one has to do is place a stack of documents, along with a small amount of extra wood chips, in an array that instantly thickens the paper and raises the correct pattern of bumps, both for letters and lines to write into.

Then it's arranged for a specialized alchemist to be tasked with learning braille, translating documents, then recreating them using this process.

It turns out to be quite a bit faster and more efficient than traditional printing methods, since mistakes happened rarely compared to the sometimes-unwieldy machines, and in turn, this significantly cuts down on costs from maintenance and wasted paper.

East Headquarters’ Treasurer and Senior Accountants commend him for the idea and its execution, and begin sharing the idea with the officials at every other military office. Soon there’s talk about installing a similar system in every printing facility throughout Central City, even the country beyond, potentially opening up a significant breakthrough in readership for the similarly-disabled.

Roy was just happy he could finally fill out his paperwork by himself with little issue, but he’s certainly not above claiming it as another of his many impressive achievements.

As for writing out new documents himself, the solution was more simple. He has Riza bring in a typewriter to type his words as he says them aloud to her, and uses a ruler to keep his signatures straight on the plain, non-textured paper. Then the proofs are brought to the printers to reproduce as proper forms.

It took time - a long time - but eventually, Roy forms a mental map of not only his office, but of his personal apartment, the surrounding hallways and rooms of the apartment building, the whole interior of East Headquarters, and everywhere else he frequented on his daily routine, largely helped by his memory of what they looked like before he lost his sight - and by his squadron, of course.

Eventually, he also learns to stave off the irrational fear that things could be switched around without him knowing, that doorways and furniture would change position for no reason, and he didn't have to feel and re-feel everything every other day just to make sure. Slowly, he learns to trust himself and his connection to this dark world that was familiar, but at the same time strange and terrifying.

And of course, his squadron would never be so discourteous as to move something in his office without telling him.

#roy mustang #fma #blind!roy #riza hawkeye #team mustang #jeminy3 art #jeminy writes

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zephyr-together · 6 years ago

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I feel really excited for the new year...!!

when I was younger I never understood what the heckin big deal people make about the calendar changing and stuff. I never really set out to make any resolutions or goals or anything I think...and now I know it’s because I wasn’t in charge of my life at all. I’d just do what I had to do and hope to have fun too and that was that? like I was only hoping to somehow survive school and maybe play video game. nothing felt within my control and I was just getting by

but...!! in the last couple years I think I’ve made a lot of personal progress...it’s weird to think just two years I think ago to drive myself just to a movie was absolutely TERRIFYING, and I felt like I only did it to make my therapist happy. I didn’t put a whole lot of effort into applying for jobs because no one ever got back because I had no lucrative talents or experience. I couldn’t really even enjoy my number one passion, voice over, because I’d procrastinate because of depression, being to scared to leave the room and upset my parents somehow, overall sluggishness, etc, and when I finally got to it I’d focus on everything that could possibly be wrong to have any fun or grow at all

then!! 2017 was a huge breakthrough for me...I got to work at the best possible first job I could ask for, and somehow am still here, and have made way more progress in therapy, and gotten closer with friends online! and in since June of 2018 I’ve been recording super regularly again which is a huge deal for me! I knew I had to to be able to ever do it professionally but with mental health issues it felt so unobtainable. and now I’m doing it every night that I have off not because I feel like I need to but because it’s what I love doing!! ;o;

so really this is the first year I’m thinking of specific goals in mind! I like thinking of them as goals instead of resolutions because I want to keep moving forward and not think of redoing/undoing something that went wrong in the past. I feel very blessed these past two years and I’m excited to see what God might have for me this year!! but at the same time I don’t want my expectations to be too high (or too low!) and just try the best I can with what I have!

I’m SO happy about the improvement in vo from last year and I wanna try and step it up a bit! the main thing I’m hoping to accomplish this year is to get into more agencies and get more auditions. there’s two more in the area I’m going to try to reach out to this month and I hope it goes well, but I also want to try to be more persistent with the one I’m already in. I also hope to check in on the Voice Acting Club again, I kinda got distracted by Casting Call Club sense that posts a lot more but there’s some really good professional stuff on the VAC...!!

this might be a bit ambitious but I’m also hoping to make three episodes of Fluff and the Floobles this year! it might end up being two because of work but really the reason it’s gone so slow has nothing to do with what time I do or don’t have but being too scared to replace anyone who doesn’t reply anymore. it felt unfair if they are cut out without knowing but I’m learning a lot more about boundaries and when to draw lines in general...so I think I’m more confident that I shouldn’t have to keep having this happen the way it has...! I’m really excited to post auditions for a few characters, probably about a week from now!

and for a few simple ones, I hope to be faster with plush commissions this year, faster with replying to people, be more positive at Round 1 without worrying about being annoying and trusting that not giving into others’ negativity can create a good influence, make more fanart, and get into more games!! :’3

#whispering zephyr #it feels almost selfish to talk about myself so much in one post but I've been wanting to make a sorta reflection...

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uncontrollablyme · 6 years ago

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Today, I am okay.

I am writing this today before I get stitches removed from my face. I know I am okay deep in my core, even if I am not actually okay. I went for a normal skin check, thank you heritage and too much sun exposure, and then I heard Basal and the C word, and we are doing a biopsy right now. I was stunned, but calm, knowing the "spot" wasn't normal for months and then fearing this moment. A pinch, burn, sting, and then driving myself home with my left eye half covered with a bandage. Then, just numb. Let me back up.

I have mentioned before on here and on different social media posts that this last 12 months has been one of the hardest years of my life. Harder than living with a broken home as a little girl and having no idea that that hard wasn't normal. Harder than defying my mother and moving out and into a relationship she didn't approve of. More difficult than that same relationship failing and going through a two-plus year long divorce. Harder than parenting alone and even more difficult than being abused for years and harder than recovering from the night I was raped. More difficult than health issues and family drama, mental health crisis's and living on less money than could stretch to feed us, and all of the uncertainty of life on a normal day-to-day. This last 12 months shook me, changed me, and showed me how all of that suddenly seemed to pale in comparison.

To say I am resilient is a fact. I have survived things that should have killed me. But this last year, which contains the absolute hardest night of my life to date, also involves others, so some of it I have yet to open up about in an effort to protect them. In time I will find a way to share but for now, you'll just have to believe me when I say that I felt my life impossible to face under this set of events.

During all of the same time that my life was turning upside down, I was also faced with the wildly overwhelming idea of being on my own and what that meant for what really was the first time in my life. I compounded the hardest time in my life with my fake sense and need to control, the need to make clear who I was in what felt like an early midlife crisis. Good timing eh?

At the lowest point, when I struggled to get through the days I finally hit a place in my life where I could no longer get through alone. I knew I needed help, the kind that my loving family and friends could not provide. Not for lack of want to or effort, but simply because they are too close to be objective and also were supporting me no matter what. (Sidenote, I am eternally for all of your support, y'all know who you are. Whether a passing conversation or those nearest and dearest on this journey, I appreciate you!) I knew I needed the kind of help that only a professional could direct and finally, finally after all of the hard times and suffering of my life, some even beyond what I touched on above, I decided I was worth it.

I was worth saving. I knew I had more work to do and feeling familiar with rock-bottom meant I was tired of being a rock-bottom frequent flyer/visitor. I knew I could overcome. I knew that my audacious tenacity would eventually pull me through, that years to come I would put in the work and be better for it, all, again. But now, this time, the cost to recover sooner, the desire to use my pain to launch me into this next phase of life was bigger than my concern over affording it. My value was worth every penny I put into getting help, every penny.

After all what good can I do in this world if I allowed this kind of suffering to hold me down? Again, again.

So, I made the decision to make an appointment with a therapist. I had seen several before and I knew that there is always the risk of it not being a fit. I have been to a therapist so bad that the urge to walk out mid-meeting was almost more than I could resist. I have tried therapists who coddle, downplay, judge and underestimate. They all gave me just what I needed to give up on relying on a professional for help, furthering my reluctance to ever need anyone for that matter. They all gave me enough incentive to say, "it is too expensive anyway." Or in other words, I am not worth it. But this time I had faith that I would find someone who would not deter me from the real work that needed to be done. I knew my life needed savings and the cost became an after thought.

Facts are, that I could say out loud in the most monotone way, what I survived. I had stood in front of over one hundred people and told my story. And yet, I still had not felt my way through the traumas of my life. I disconnected feeling and emotion from the happenings of my life in an effort to numb, to survive. And it had served a purpose at some points. Unfortunately, it also became a habit.

But now, this night, this situation, was in the heart of my heart something I could no longer numb to. It was blaring in my face, "TRACY JEAN!!!! You have work to do. You cannot keep going this way. You have to get better, learn better, DO BETTER! You cannot give what you do not have!" And so I found my person to help. Actually, within a few weeks, I found two. I found my therapist and my life coach. And when I say they helped me save my life, I mean it with all of the conviction I can.

My therapist, I came by through local word of mouth, my life coach, well I found him on Instagram funny enough. Let me say here that in my weakest moments something told me there was more for me in this business of helping others. So, I needed help but I also knew in order to become like my heroes, to fulfill my desires and passions for giving back, I needed to also learn from them. It was a faint voice under the tormented days but it was there, none the less.

Therapy is reparative and helps you heal the past in order to move forward, coaching is the acceptance of the past with the directive of massive forward momentum. Healing and recovery plus goals and direction. In the overlap is the present and also the action. I knew I had my team. My family, my friends and this dynamic duo, completely unknown to each other were and are magnifying my worth and value, helping me, holding my pain in their hearts and encouraging my change. This unearthing of who I am meant to be. Besides Josephs mom, besides a broken girl, beyond all of the things that happened to me.

This recipe of humans enabling my ability to succeed.

I started the work, realizing it is never really done, I became my own accountability partner. Reading, immersing myself in everything I could to immerse my mind in the fuel that helped direct me, propel me, drive me through the acknowledgment, the facing, the overcoming and into the best me I have been yet.

It wasn't pretty on a lot of days, in fact, sometimes the monumental tasks kept me in bed, or shut down, or with a feeling of being a spinning top with more questions than answers. But then other days would bring a breakthrough and I found myself a step ahead of my pain, shoulder to shoulder with all of my experiences rather than them strapping me down as they had previously. I was working through it. I was getting up and pushing into all of the dark corners and connecting the dots where there was once only blank space. This puzzle of all of what makes me, me, was taking shape. There was no loud bang, no poof, and a cure. It was in the constant and consistent connection to myself, mediations, journaling, reading, showing up for my appointments and myself. The day-to-day, one foot in front of the other, one breath at a time AND the grace in which I faced my failures. My grace allows me to be human, to know it is okay to not have it all together, all the time. It gifts me with the softness I need to recover and heal.

Grace.

Throughout these past few months, I have come so far. My therapist helped me give me back my worth, my validation of events, my heart connected to soul and life. She helped me give myself back all of the grace I so easily handed out to others, she helped me forgive myself years after letting others off the hook so easily. My coach, man he exploded my brain so many times and still does. He helped me undo past damage but sent me forward with new perspectives that have helped me change my life. He guided me to my own truths and answers without judgment. He allowed me to shout my truths at the top of my lungs and then say "job well done!" Together they have empowered me to rewrite my story. My way. I cannot change this life up to now but I absolutely can grasp this life by the balls, or boobs to be equally un-PC, and make it mine with audacious resiliency.

Shew all good stuff and liberating, overcoming, strength, resiliency-based brain power! And then my body went, "Oh hey brain, good job! Well done, I am so proud of you... but uh we need some love now too."

I realized to the detriment of my health I had neglected really taking care of me. Not on purpose, not in a malicious way. But in the simple disregard in making an appointment a year earlier when I first noticed the spot on my face as an example.

I am writing this now, before I know the results because I truly, unwaveringly know and believe that I am okay. Better than that I am chock full of this life and even if there is another obstacle to face because they are bound to come, I trust myself and feel secure in my ability to get through. I can face things with all of the strength that has its basin and foundation in the depths of my pains... which is deep Y'all! I have work to do.

As always, I am not reaching out, also read as spilling my guts, for anything in return. My only hope is to reach those who need the encouragement today. To possibly fall into the inbox or be read on a post by someone I can help. This is not about comparison, just my story. My story being spoken loud enough so that those it can reach hear it with a compassionate hug of "me too". Life is tough, but you are worth it.

UPDATE!

My head is still spinning, the results were not good, BUT I AM STILL OKAY! I have been diagnosed with Basal Cell Carcinoma, but before your head starts to spin too, it is the best kind of skin cancer to have. It is very common, slow moving, and once removed it should be gone from my body completely. The reality of it's outcome, it being super common, it being curable and figure-out-able does bring a little relief.

Am I scared? Of course.

Has it fully sank in? Not really. And I am sure there will be emotionally charged moments, questions, and the fogginess I felt as the words from my doctor settled over me. I will be sure to continue to share and spill my guts here about it all in the future.

Do I know I will be okay and still mean everything I wrote yesterday? ABSOLUTELY.

I have cancer, I am going to face it with every ounce of strength and resiliency that has grown from within me through all of my experience up to this point.

I am a warrior. Today, I am okay.

PSA - Stop using your skin as payment to worship the sun. I spent half of my teens with sun-in and baby oil during my summers and my twenties in a tanning bed. I love the feeling I get from enjoying the sun and being tan... but if I have to look like Casper to keep doing this life, so be it. SUNSCREEN is your friend! Use it!

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liliumwallichianum · 4 years ago

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every other night started with a good day ((((:

Life is sooooo weirdly cyclical yall it’s almost annoying but then again everything is kinda annoying and maybe I’m just annoyed with myself right now LOL. anyways

ummmm yeah I feel like a warrior rn. Lemme go thru sectors of my life and just update

school/research/career

BIG things and breakthroughs happening! I dont even wanna talk about it bc I am spending so much time/energy on this throughout the day that I’ve depleted this energy source. I would also like to stop telling people of my goals of becoming an o**** s****** because the negativity i get is just so discouraging and people dont understand that I ltrly dont give a fuck if it’s a hard specialty to get into/BE in but it’s my fucking passion and I want it and imma give it to myself. that’s what july-jan is gonna be. it’s gonna be a gift from me to me to have the life that I know I want and belong in :)

therapy

god therapy is so fucking exhuasting i hate all 50 minutes of sitting on that fucking couch i hate my therapist and i hate that it’s basically me PAYING A SHIT TON OF MONEY to SPEAK. i DONT EVEN WANNA SPEAK. i just wanna hear someone else speak and tell me what to do!?!!? okay therapy vent for this week is done i hope this means next week I will have a breakthrough lmfao. like cmon chop chop lets get to the childhood traumas and fix that so i can move on (y)

men

uhh ppl dont believe me but i’m literally so man less rn besides like a few guys i’m texting very innocently. me and M decided we need to stop looking at men as sexual objects/opportunities and just focus on being their friends bc then we get their true personalities and true intentions!! which makes so much sense right ha ha we were just dumb horny biatches but yeah celibacy is nice ish i just cant stand Lax crying about me getting a bf lmfao

fitness

BRO i am so fat rn i hate it. i hate whatever injury i had (which i cant even self diagnose bc the injury is so skewed in my head) bc i feel like it really threw me off but again we only have self talk here so I am DOING FINE w my body and gonna start half marathon training soon which im excited for okieeeee gonna do a quick glow up before summer starts

health

um.... psych wants me to get adhd meds and i’m like sitting here not knowing what the fuck to do? do i rlly wanna take meds?????? no. but am i struggling out here? in p much all aspects of my life bc of this? yes... idk. Gonna pray on this and have god tell me what to do cause i sure as hell donut know.. also reading “The F*ck It Diet” and it’s honestly so good hahah my body weight makes so much sense now post stress dieting but yeah gonna try and reverse that and just do my best to raise my metabolism and get nutrients in. also wtf is up w the cramps from nuvaring this shit is annoying but after talking to my amazing obgyn seester we decided it’s the best/easiest thing to be on for a med student/future resident so yea lets see it’s been like 4 months i’ll wait at least 6. besides that i feel great and strong and healthy (Y)

spirituality

I would really like to start praying more and praying with focused goals in mind. I would also really like my grandpa to come home and pretty much pray every day for this. Meditation is going well? and I just wanna up my time to 20 min/day instead of just 10. ummm I feel intune w myself and the universe ish and yoga def helped today and was amazing... what else hm. yeah idk i just wanna pray more.

ok done bye xoxo

#feels

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haveyourmagic · 4 years ago

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What Happens In Hypnotherapy

How Hypnotherapy can create real breakthroughs

By gently inviting relaxation of the physical body and the conscious mind (like a guided meditation process) which deepens the brainwaves states, allowing the bypassing the CCF analytical mind, hypnosis can easily facilitate communication with the subconscious mind to discover the root cause of problems. After therapeutic intervention and re-framing, the conditioned habitual/fear based thought patterns can be cleared and more positive ideas introduced successfully. This can be a transformational process and really help you move forwards. According to cognitive neuroscientists, we are only conscious of about 5% of our cognitive activity. 95% of brain activity is beyond conscious awareness yet affects body functions, judgements, decisions, and actions. Equally certain emotions and behaviours that we often can’t rationalize and that are not alignment with our conscious goals, or can even sometimes even sabotage health! I decided to train in Hypnotherapy after some fantastic breakthroughs. I found it so fascinating and powerful and still do, every session. It helped me shift some blockages I couldn’t consciously resolve. I had no idea just how much traumatic experiences in my childhood and even past lives were affecting me!

What can I expect in a Hypnotherapy Session?

After a complimentary consultation call 20mins or so via phone/Facetime/Skype/Zoom etc we can explore what it is you’d like to work on and how many sessions you may need. I’ll ask you to complete a pre-session questionnaire (which frees up time in the first session allowing it to be more productive). All is shared in confidence in a safe space without judgement, to best help you. When you’re ready I’ll guide you into a relaxing safe state of ‘trance’ (reached often in daydreaming, for instance being ‘in the zone’, being on autopilot navigating familiar routes etc). For around 30mins (N.B. Stop Smoking Hypnotherapy Session is 2hrs) we will work with your inner wisdom through the powerhouse and guide that is your subconscious mind (which has recorded everything and of course keeps your body functioning without reminders). You can still communicate by IMRs (finger signals) or some clients can still speak clearly enough. Your subconscious mind as your ‘protector’ will only take you where it wants to, nothing is ever forced. I hold your hand, helping you along the way to transformation, encouraging you at each step of your journey.

Regression Therapy, Inner Child Healing & Past life Regression.

Profound healing work can happen here as I help you to resolve issues and making you feel really safe to regress to childhood to send healing and re-frame traumas that may have resulted in fears, anxieties, self esteem issues, trust in self others and life etc. Hypnotherapy is powerful work to help you get back firmly in the driving seat of your life leaving behind the sabotage, or extreme bewildering emotions that can arise when a wounded inner child is triggered and ‘freaks out’. This is why we often see adults having ‘tantrums.’ This upset part of you can be like a sub-personality that feels stuck in time with the threat happening in real time. By offering more reassurance and love from the present moment than was available at the time and with this understanding and reframing, this part is happier and can be re-integrated. This liberating process sets you free from the fears, low self-esteem or habits and reactions you hadn’t been able to move past. Literally going back in time to rescue a younger you and freeing you up to live fully.

Past Life Regression can be the way to heal and show the reason behind more baffling problems, inexplicable fears and sometimes even physical pain from past life wounding and interesting connections between people. Clues to past lives can be instant dislike or that feeling you’ve known someone forever!

E.g. A client couldn’t get over an ex even though his behaviour was toxic for her…With Past Life Regression her subconscious mind revealed a past life centuries ago. They were brother and sister, he was very ill she lovingly promised him that he wouldn’t die to cheer him up. He died and she carried the guilt that she couldn’t save him into this life where yet again she couldn’t save him from alcoholism. After the healing and self-forgiveness and making new vows to look after herself, she has now moved moved on with her life happily.

I’ve led many sessions of past life regression therapy and have also received many helpful past life regression sessions along the way too! I understand how to check for and clear negative vows or contracts that have been made which are not serving you this lifetime!

You can imagine how perhaps past allegiances sworn, lives in service to the Church, vows of celibacy, not accepting money and so on aren’t very helpful if you want a relationship / a thriving business now! I am glad to be able to make you feel really safe even literally hold your hand as we seek the information. It is NOT about re-traumatisation, you can choose witness something on a movie screen / float above the scene. When the healing is complete you are brought back to present day, unless we are guided by your subconscious mind to visit the Inter Life – This can be an incredibly reassuring experience especially if your ‘purpose eludes you or your self esteem is very low etc. I love facilitating your organic empowerment through these breakthroughs. As you feel happier, more inner peace, inner strength, self trust and more capable and as you become in alignment conscious mind, subconscious mind, heart and body then you really can manifest more of your desires more easily.

Future Creation

Once blockages are cleared at this root cause level then I can help you plant the seeds for your new chapters. Inviting the subconscious to magnetise to you the new opportunities, people or projects in line with your highest good and thus you can experience the changes you desire, easier and easier from now on, over the coming days, weeks and months.

Positive Reinforcement

To enhance positive programming for performance, confidence, and also to remain a Non-Smoker a resource state can be created easily. In NLP this is often termed an ‘anchor’ Using just your fingers it is discreet and easily implemented in public situations. These grow stronger with use.

Is it possible to not wake up?

No. Hypnosis has been around in one form or another for hundreds of years and there are no reported cases of anyone, ever becoming permanently hypnotised! At the end of the session I will gently count you back to the present moment and make sure you’re grounded, feeling ready to for the rest of your day. Clients talk about feeling refreshed like they’ve had a lovely nap.

When will I see results and how many sessions are needed?

Some things maybe one session like treating a phobia. Or Stopping Smoking.

Hypnotherapy is not a magic wand, we have free will and to really experience change we must consciously commit also to better self care, self talk, the ‘stories’ we tell and identify with, these all have a massive effect. Our words are like spells. I believe the more we choose to be responsible for ourselves and develop more awareness, the more we can truly create the changes we want.

Many of my clients like to book three sessions. I’ve often seen clients have beautiful breakthroughs through Hypnotherapy to overcome low self-esteem that is a multi layered issue – we can journey with specific lenses such as- to address self trust, deserving good things, trusting there’s a reason for you to be here and also getting in touch with your purpose. Creating breakthroughs in relationships problems – patterns of people pleasing and lack of boundaries or always going for ‘unsuitable’ potential partners. Also unravelling anxiety that may have become a pattern, or more confidence and overcoming stage fright. Our subconscious minds know the answers to most things that we don’t understand:-

I offer special pricing to clients who book three sessions upfront.

I can make a recording of the session and send you as an mp3 to listen to and re-affirm the positive suggestions made.

Stop Smoking with Hypnotherapy – One 2 hr session £250 with positive reinforcement to keep you on track.

One stop smoking client was in a high profile /pressure celebrity management role:

“I don’t even think about it and if I do it feels like a weird distant past memory.”

We’ll work together to understand the core reason why you smoke e.g. loneliness, to be accepted, boredom and help re-programme that need as a thing of the past so that this change can be permanent. You’ll be given an anchor – resource state to support you you can do anywhere if triggered. The session is further strengthened with a personal reinforcement audio I’ll record and send to you as an mp3. Cigarettes are so harmful and expensive – the investment in your health will free up your budget for other treats you’ll enjoy more instead!

Sessions are now online my time zone is London -GMT

Have Your Magic -Wellbeing Hypnotherapy Sessions after lockdown:-

Also in Nw6 Queens Park. Some home visits possible in NW London.

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Regular Wellbeing Events

I am also a fan of Sound Healing as a Gong Master I offer de-stressing Gong Baths with a guided meditation to deepen brain wave states and activate the Parasympathetic Nervous System giving you deep relaxation mind and body. Weekly – please see events.

I can tailor Hypnotherapy, De-stressing Techniques and Sound Healing for Corporate Wellbeing Events / as luxuriously nurturing Pamper Parties. I’ve provided Wellbeing Events at: BBC RadioLondon, Soho House, The Union Club, Cloud Twelve Club, A Place to Heal, Getahead Festival and Gymbox.

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this post. I welcome your enquiry and sincere questions. Let’s discuss what breakthroughs I can help you with. Contact me here.

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s-o-n-de-r · 7 years ago

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Feminism & self-realization: Party Nails reflects on a roller coaster 2017 and touring with women

It’s January 2018. I’m prepping for a two-day Ableton workshop I taught in Los Angeles the next week.

I’m writing blog posts for SoundGirls.org. Last fall I toured with PVRIS and Lights, this winter I released a new single and video, and I’m working on a full-length record to release this spring. I’m adding new designs to my merch line and new songs to my set list. I just announced local shows and will be announcing a new tour soon. I’m working my dream job (jobs). However you want to say it.

A year ago, I wanted to quit.

I was sick with a cold all of January 2017. I was working double shifts three times a week at two different restaurants, working normal shifts the other days, incorporating new songs into my Ableton Live set, running rehearsals, adding finishing touches to my forthcoming EP, and setting up a record release party for the first week of February. I was also in a legal battle with a small publisher who had refused to support me and was now refusing to let me go. Every morning I’d wake up with a jolt, even with the cold and often having worked for 12 hours the night before. My legs were in constant pain from standing up at work, and I was losing weight from skipping meals due to double shifts and understaffed workplaces.

I knew it was essential to have some merch for my release party – through merch, I could raise a little extra money so I wouldn’t have to work so many doubles, and I could spread the word about my music. However, literally all of my money was going to my bills and my publicist. After considering asking a friend to borrow money, I decided to run a Kickstarter. I kept my goal low as I was deathly afraid of not meeting it, and not meeting it meant I wouldn’t have any merch at all. I raised $1200 in two weeks from a small pool of fans, friends and family. I had just enough time to get the shirts printed. On a whim I’d also decided to get eight pairs of unisex underwear with PARTY NAILS printed on the bum.

Even though it was exciting to have these items in my hands, I had no idea if anyone would actually like them, let alone buy them.

I called, texted and emailed everyone I knew who might come out. It was embarrassing at times. I’d been playing shows around LA for two years (and playing my own songs in New York for a decade before that) and wasn’t nearly as buzzy as some of the buzzy bands I’d recently shared bills with. How could someone keep trying at something that clearly wasn’t ever going to happen? “I suck. I must have always sucked,” I thought to myself.

The release party actually went really well. The venue, Bardot, did a great job of pairing me with other artists who drew their own crowds. People I reached out to showed up, including fans who had been around since day one (there were only a handful, but it meant the world to me to see them)! My friend Zoe Zoe stood in the front directly in front of me, cheering me on. T-shirts were sold. Photos were taken in the Party Nails-themed photo booth my friend built for the occasion. The underwear were a hit.

The next week my management said I needed to get started on a new record right away. My immediate reaction was, “Already!? But I just released a record!! Isn’t that enough?” (I mean, yes. But also no. Because making records is incredibly time consuming. Because good songs are hard to write. Because working on a waitress’s income with no additional financial support is extremely challenging.) Another blow was that no one wanted to sync my new music (put it in commercials, TV shows, etc.) because there were too many publishers with whom to clear. This made me angry because a big reason I’d been okay with co-writes to begin with was that it meant that more people would feel invested in the songs’ success. Ninety percent of the songs on Top 40 radio have more than one writer and producer—some have more than 10! But I wasn’t well-known, which meant that multiple writers was actually a disadvantage.

Even though I didn’t want to keep working like a dog carrying smoothies and spilling hot sauce down my front every damn day, I had no choice if I wanted to keep making music and growing my fanbase.

The next months were full of tears, anxiety attacks, songwriting in my bedroom in the middle of the night, writing out the pros and cons of quitting, therapy, creative breakthroughs, cancelling social engagements because I couldn’t deal with seeing people, and many, many calls with my close friends, who became my creative and emotional cheerleaders.

Lynn Gunn of the band PVRIS had come to my EP release show with a mutual friend of ours. I had met her once before on FaceTime, but I didn’t know her well at all. I admired her a lot and was honored that she had come. We had started discussing the possibility of Party Nails joining PVRIS on their next tour, which was a dream come true for me. I felt totally insane for even entertaining the idea that a tour like this would come through.

I decided I wanted to try a new setup for my shows. I was tired of feeling drained. I was tired of being a “singer” and having people ask my guitar player about how the songs got made. I didn’t want to make the mistake of trying to “prove” myself, but I felt like something wasn’t clicking.

I’d been wanting to redesign my live set so I could interact with it more, and after a friend lent me his Ableton Push, I had what I’d been wanting to use to do just that. Jordan, who I’d met when she was interning at the studio where I made my EP, had mentioned in passing that she would be down to play bass for Party Nails whenever I needed someone. So I decided to take her up on that offer, and we promptly started rehearsals. My previous live setup had been drums, bass, guitar (all played by males) and me singing. This new setup would be Jordan on bass and me singing, playing guitar, and interacting with the Ableton Push. We would incorporate live drums at a later point, but for now they were electronic and part of my rig.

We had so much fun playing our first show, which was at Tenants of the Trees during their monthly party, Mereki’s Clubhouse. I LOVED being on stage with another woman. I had played with girl friends before, but when I was much younger and not in a professional setting. So I’d never thought much about it. But it was impossible to ignore how different my energy felt. I no longer felt that I needed to worry about how the rest of my band felt while we were on stage, in rehearsal, setting up, etc. I felt like Jordan was in her own bubble and I was in mine, and sometimes these bubbles converged and sometimes they did not. I felt like whatever energy I brought to the stage, she amplified. It clicked. (Also, we listened to Katy Perry on the way to soundcheck, which I hadn’t done with my previous bandmates and meant a lot to me.)

When the tour with PVRIS was confirmed, she agreed to come along as my bass player. She was already friends with Lynn which meant that there was a guaranteed amount of good times to be had! I hired a drummer who I met at one of my restaurant jobs. We programmed his electronic drum pads to incorporate the sounds he’d need, played a few shows at home to sort out the kinks, and we were ready to go. (I definitely spent a lot of time worrying about my tour budget, but I’ll spare you the details because they are boring and I think you already get the picture: there wasn’t a tour budget.)

Three shows into our 10-show run, I got a message from a fan who told me about an interaction she’d had with my drummer: He had been inappropriate with her. Since this first notification, many others told me similar stories, during and after the tour. I detail how we went about sending him home immediately in this blog post for SoundGirls.org.

Every day on tour I watched Lynn work her ass off. PVRIS’ stage set up was huge and complex—it took up a whole semi-truck when it was all broken down! She was consistent in her banter, her singing and playing, her look, and the stories she told through video screens on stage. She and her bandmates respected each other. Taking in their live show, I was in awe of their band. A female-fronted and executive-produced act with kind and inclusive fans, on the road supporting their newest record. It all came from her and her desire to create. It was so exciting to me.

Lights exercised backstage, and took care of her daughter, Rocket, with the help of her mother who came out with them. She made the balance look easy. Every soundcheck she did, she sounded like her records. Her voice is a powerhouse at every moment. Her live band were so sweet – Brody lent me his guitar one night when mine was having issues.

The front of house engineer was a woman by the name of Karen, who was doing double duty as engineer and Lights’ tour manager. Lights’ and PVRIS’ merch people were both women. PVRIS’ tour manager was a woman by the name of Lisa, who’d managed Vans Warped Tour (among other things) for many years. We were surrounded by women in music. I didn’t have another big tour to compare it to, but one of the production managers (who was a man) said that it was very different to work with female bosses. It was less dramatic, kinder, and more organized, he said. It set the bar very high for myself, Jordan, and our photographer/tour manager Naz (also a woman).

Every night toward the end of our set, I would tell the audience I would be at the merch table and would love to meet them. And every night there was a line waiting for me when I got there – teens, grownups, parents and their kids, and older couples with their partners.

“You inspire me to be trust myself more.”

“You make me feel powerful.”

“Thank you for existing.”

I was so grateful for the support, and I felt an almost maternal instinct coming on. These were real people with real lives and feelings, and they now were going to watch me. What could I do to support them? It was very easy for me to commit, then and there, to provide love and kindness through my actions and interactions, and a sense of empowerment through songwriting and performance. I will never break this commitment.

We got back to LA just as the Harvey Weinstein stories were breaking. Every day there was another woman stepping forward and outing a man who’d abused his power and sexualized the women around him. I hoped that our drummer was learning by association.

In October, in my home studio, I set out to keep working on new music. I felt different than I had the prior October when I was struggling to finish my first EP. Then I had been tied up in a bad publishing contract, I was surrounded by men who were a generation older than me, and I was finding footing and compromising and being called bossy and crazy even by people who loved me. (Sexism is insidious.) This October was different. All of that messiness was behind me. I had toured with my stage design and my songs, and I had been rewarded with something I’d been wanting my whole life: an audience.

This past October and November, I also taught a Beats by Girlz class in West Lake, Los Angeles. I told my students, all teenage girls, about my experience on the road with female-fronted bands and a mostly female crew. I told them why Beats By Girlz was a music production class for girls and non-binary youth only.

“Music and audio, like many other fields, is still male-dominated. Beats by Girlz was formed to provide a safe and nurturing space for girls and non-binary youth to learn the skills they need to work in music and audio.”

This statement of mine was met with indifference in our first class. At first I was actually impressed with how much these girls didn’t care what boys thought. Tech is cool. I know what beats I like. I can do whatever I want. Show me what you know.

But. It’s not what women think and want that is the issue. The issue is what it is like for women to do these things when they are surrounded by only men.

Over the course of our class, I watched my students develop a sense of curiosity and confidence that was (unfortunately) not matched by the girls who were in the co-ed music production class.

That is why Beats By Girlz matters. That is why hiring women matters.

Think of all the stories and love that could be created by allowing more women to grow, fully and completely. Think of the work that could be done and art that could be made, if it from a place of comfort instead of anxiety. Think of all of people who don’t get to work with people that look like them, talk like them, engage with life like them. Think of what a drain it is to constantly be the “Other.” Think of the cruelty that is refusing to see that journey.

I see the journey, and like other tragedies of our society, it breaks my heart. But I am happy because this year provided me with the tools, materials, and audience to engage with that journey in the best ways I can: as a musician, as a teacher, and as a writer. I want to keep creating fun songs. I want to keep them fun and emotional, and real. I want to keep working toward a career of producing and writing, not just writing and singing. I want to encourage other non-male musicians around me to develop the skills they are interested in, even if those skills are currently male-oriented. I want to keep playing with women and hiring women. I want to keep working with men who don’t make things harder for the non-men around them. I want to be someone my fans can trust and look up to, and who gives back through teaching and writing. I want to talk about music, about sex, about being a responsible person. I want to take bigger and bigger risks as an artist, to tell stories that will heal, excite, relieve, and move people.

I don’t love how news becomes clickbait and how real stories need to be edited down to headlines that grab peoples’ attentions. I don’t like how money comes before responsibility and how a story doesn’t matter unless it sells. I don’t like how we don’t want to know the truth sometimes. But I’m grateful that the stories – the journeys – of women and non-binary people are now something we want more than ever. My broken heart is humbled to be alive and able to contribute to that in some way.

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This special guest post was written by Party Nails’ Elana Carroll for sonder. We’d like to thank Elana for taking the time to write about such relevant and personal topics. Photos were taken by sonder editor Andrew Friedgen and sonder contributor Amanda Iglesias. Like this? Sonder is an independent music, travel and photography publication at sonderlife.com. Give us a follow here or at our Twitter, Instagram or Facebook if you like this!

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Teen who couldn’t form memories after accident makes breakthrough at Utah treatment center

PROVO, Utah – Riley Horner wakes up every day thinking it’s June 11, the day she lost her ability to create memories.

Her story stumped doctors and captivated the nation – now, five months later, Riley has found a beacon of light in Utah. She’s currently undergoing treatment at Cognitive FX, a post-concussion treatment center in Provo.

When she’s not working with Cognitive FX specialists, the16-year-old has been enjoying the nature that now surrounds her.

“It’s really pretty, I love it,” Riley told local TV news station KSTU with a smile. “I will pack my things and live in the mountains.”

But if you ask Riley, it’s the first time she’s been there.

“I don’t know where I’m at, no,” Riley shook her head. “I don’t understand how we got here, or how long we’ve been here, or why we’re here.”

This constant state of confusion has been Riley’s reality for 160 days.

“What happened? Why am I here? Why are we in Utah?” she said as she rattled off unknowns.

She’s now lost 3,840 hours and counting.

“When I try to look back, it’s just not there, there’s nothing there,” said Riley.

To understand Riley’s story, we have to rewind to June 11, 2019. Riley was at an FFA convention in Springfield, Illinois.

“We were meeting up with a bunch of people,” Riley squinted as she said the last thing she remembered.

In an Instagram video captured by one of the teens at the closing night dance, you can see a boy crowd surfing, then he drops – falling on top of Riley.

That’s when everything went dark.

“They took her straight to the hospital from the dance,” said Riley’s mom, Sarah Horner. “They released her; said she was fine.”

She wasn’t.

“Once we picked up Riley, she started having seizures in our backseat and obviously we knew she was not okay,” Sarah explained that started a series of 30 to 45 seizures over the next few hours.

Riley’s family knew it was bad, but it was even worse than they imagined — the 16-year-old had become stuck in a loop of resets.

“It’s like I’m broken,” said Riley.

Every two hours, her brain is a fresh slate.

“It’s just like, what? What happened?” Riley said.

As she goes through her day, Riley feels ‘foggy.’ She describes it as a feeling, some things seem familiar, but she can’t remember doing anything.

“Anything that I’ve been through recently, it’s just not there and so when people talk about it it’s just really, it’s so confusing, because it didn’t happen to me,” Riley explained.

The next morning, it’s like the day before never happened. She wakes up thinking it is still June 11 at the FFA convention.

“When she realizes she’s not there, she knows something’s wrong and then she goes to her phone, she’ll ask questions sometimes, sometimes she doesn’t,” said Sarah. “Sometimes she’ll say, ‘why is there snow on the ground in June?’”

“I have notes on my phone, when I got up this morning there’s like thousands of notes,” Riley said as she flipped through pages of entries on her cellphone.

Throughout the five months since the accident, Riley has gone to five different hospitals and has seen countless doctors.

“He told us she has a concussion and she’ll be better in a couple of days,” Riley said, reiterating what one of the doctors told her.

But with each specialist and hospital, they found more of the same.

“He looked me straight in the face and said, ‘I have no idea what’s wrong with her,’” said Sarah. “We’re at a really good hospital… what do you do?”

Riley had turned into a medical anomaly.

“This is unknown, there’s no protocol, there’s no plan for this,” Sarah said. “It’s horrible.”

All the while, Riley’s life has gone on – without Riley.

“People see her as normal and nothing’s wrong with her, but I see that she’s lost half of her junior year of high school, she’s lost her junior homecoming … she’s lost friends, she’s lost her boyfriend,” said Sarah.

Still, it’s Riley’s future that scares her family the most.

“If she doesn’t get her memory back, right now she’s probably okay, but a year or two years, you’re going to see a difference, she’ll still be a 16-year-old girl,” said Sarah.

“She couldn’t get a job, she couldn’t be on her own, she probably couldn’t have a boyfriend, a husband, she couldn’t have kids … at that point, I just see her future is done,” Sarah continued. “I get that she’s still here, she’s still living, she’s still breathing, but not having a memory, not being able to remember what you are doing every day, does affect your life.”

With each failed doctor’s visit, regaining Riley’s life felt hopeless.

“I’m not the same Riley,” Riley said shaking her head.

Then, on the four-month anniversary of the accident, everything changed.

“Her story went viral,” said Sarah.

They started receiving messages from places around the country, but one stood out above the rest.

“We’ve been to all of these doctors in two different states, now we have somebody out in Utah? That says they can fix her?” Sarah said with disbelief.

So, they got on a plane.

“I believe this is it, this has to be it, we don’t have a backup plan,” Sarah said.

Riley’s mom now calls Cognitive FX the “miracle in the mountains.”

“It’s just basic science applied properly,” said Dr. Mark Allen, a clinical neuroscientist at Cognitive FX and Riley’s doctor.

“So, this is hers,” he said as he pulled up a 3D image of Riley’s brain. “I can tell by looking at it that this one’s not totally normal.”

One brain scan revealed the answers they were looking for.

“The initial scan showed all the typical, all the most typical, brain hallmarks of having suffered a concussion,” Allen explained.

To put it simply, this issue comes from a disconnect in Riley’s brain in the way the cells receive oxygen.

“What happens is that little communication system breaks down, and it’s fixable and it’s really a minor issue, but it leads to major problems,” Allen continued. “The ultimate goal is to get the system back online.”

They believe by fixing the issues in the brain, the memory problems will resolve.

“We can coax the system back into working order,” said Allen.

Using the results, they can then concoct a ‘cure’ of sorts using a combination of different physical and mental therapies.

The therapies help to rebuild the connection in the brain by pairing exercises that rely on coordination, strenuous exercise and memory – used in a specific sequence for set amounts of time, it leads to cognitive rehabilitation.

Most patients do one week of treatments but given Riley’s unique circumstance she took part in two weeks worth.

“I’m very hopeful that the ‘now’ will come back and I can make memories and I can move on from this,” Riley said.

On day 154, Riley had a turning point – her first memory.

“We are in Utah; do you know why?” Sarah asked Riley as she woke her up.

“For a doctor,” Riley replied. “It’s at Cognitive.”

“She’s getting fixed, it’s working, whatever they’re doing it’s working!” Sarah said.

With each day, Riley gets stronger mentally and physically. She said she owes it all to the “miracle in the mountains.”

“Utah already is going to hold a special place in my heart even if I don’t get all the way better,” Riley said. “They’re not going to give up on me, so I’m not going to give up on them.”

By the end of week one, Riley had made a handful of memories – mostly food-related.

By the middle of week two, Riley was able to remember almost everything and finally started to “act normal.” In a message to KSTU, Sarah said, “It’s truly a miracle, I don’t know what else to say! I have seen stuff here and there, but last night it was real to me that I have my daughter back! She will have a future!”

Riley’s will do a final brain scan before being sent home with a 4-week treatment plan. Her eye rehabilitation treatments will continue for another four months.

“I have to repay them somehow, I have to repay because they’re giving me my life back,” Riley smiled.

Riley has always wanted to pursue a career in medicine. She said now, she wants to be a neuroscientist so she can help others like the doctors at Cognitive FX helped her. They did already offer her a job, after all.

Considering the experimental nature of the therapies, the costs were not covered by insurance. The family has set up a fundraising page to pay for the therapies (ringing in at $9,000 per week), as well as the other treatments and incidentals. You can find the page, HERE.

from FOX 4 Kansas City WDAF-TV | News, Weather, Sports https://fox4kc.com/2019/11/21/16-year-old-with-2-hour-memory-starts-to-get-her-life-back-thanks-to-utah-treatment-center/

from Kansas City Happenings https://kansascityhappenings.wordpress.com/2019/11/21/teen-who-couldnt-form-memories-after-accident-makes-breakthrough-at-utah-treatment-center/

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New Look Sabres: GM 14 - WSH - Season’s First Rant

6-1 Washington Capitals over Buffalo Sabres

I’ve thought the Capitals are a soft team for about seven years now. The President’s Trophy years and even the year they won the Stanley Cup: they’ve been a beatable good team for a while. I know that’s some high alcohol content coming from a Sabres fan but they’re not a beast of a team, not since maybe before Eichel was drafted. Don’t get me wrong, they’re lethal with the likes of Backstrom, Kuzy, Oshie, Carlson and of course the greatest pure goal scorer of his generation Alexander Ovechkin. They have what this young Sabres squad are still very much learning: killer instinct. Having your moment and converting on them even when you got a lead. They also got a powerplay that just fires cannon after cannon after cannon. They’ve got all the makings of Champions and most of them do have at least one title to their name. But even the Caps on a hot streak aren’t unbeatable. I predicted the Sabres would stay with the Caps for a little bit before getting run out of town. I was half right. The Caps got the first goal and never really looked back. This one ended 6-1 for the home team. Grab your leftover Halloween candy because you’re going to need em! This one was the first honest to god roast. We got a little taste of the roast we know so well against the Rangers last week, this time we got full open flame! The most well-done parts of this roast? The defense: that cut is charred real good. But before we eat the main course how about we have some appetizers. This won’t be the fun bread and butter appetizer. No, it’s time for the salad! And no, you don’t get dressing! No, not cheese! I think we need to have a little talk as fans. This is a fan blog after all, and the team didn’t exactly give us a lot to talk about tonight.

Did they have a bad game? Yes they did. The first period the defense was absolutely rocked. For the playing connected Sabres it was the most distinct chasm between quality of play between the offense and the defense. Ask Conor Sheary, he almost drew first blood before the post denied him! That’s my segway: fellow Sabre fan let me ask you this. Do you feel denied? I started watching this team in 2009. For five years the nicest thing this team gave me was a cute little Winter Classic game. Would it have been nice for them to let Edmonton take Tomas Vanek and keep those draft picks, so they could’ve built a winner for when I was in High School and my dad and me were watching games all hunky dory? Yeah. Somedays when I’m really bored I feel denied a Lindy Ruff Stanley Cup. Bah, let’s talk about this team. Jack Eichel played his 300th game tonight. Wow isn’t that crazy. I’d say I feel old but I’m young enough that he could be my brother. He’s been a Sabre for all 300 of those games. 108 goals, 276 points and a big zero goose egg playoff games in four seasons. Does Jack Eichel feel denied the postseason competition that big olde ginger heart beats fast for? He did… in 2017. Then he became a leader and decided this club was the only way he was going to get that sweet sweet postseason play and got over it. He’s still on pace for a career year by the way. We’ve put up with a lot of garbage, many of us longer than Jack has, but let’s be real here: is this a club you don’t want to bother with on a Friday night? In 2017-2018 I was going to painting classes with my in-laws instead of watching Sabres games. That team was accidentally the worst in the league. This version? I cleared my afternoon for that Dallas game a couple weeks back and was richly rewarded! I think we’re afraid. I think we’re afraid of how to handle a team that is actually good. When we’re bitching about them losing to a good team saying same old Sabres typing SpongeBob font “cAn I bE nEgAtIvE aBoUt ThEm NoW?” That’s a loser’s mentality. We’ve wanted them to be good so long that we can’t handle them when they’re good, get our hopes up and then have a stinker. They’re not as good as the Caps right now, is that remotely shocking? Should that be something that makes us check the draft rankings? Are we really cowards like that? Jack Eichel took the shit and dealt with it and so should we. Captain Jack is not one to sit in the shit and mope about it. Maybe we shouldn’t either. And if some curly haired New Englander is the right messenger how about the other team’s C. Ovechkin gave the Leafs a decent white board quote when they shellacked our northern neighbors over the weekend: “Will they play for themselves or for a Cup?” He knows struggling for a long time to eventually breakthrough. I think we’ll breakthrough as a fanbase to not panic at the slightest sign of difficulty soon. We just got to be smart when we got a bad night.

Alright, Pep talk’s over. Let’s rant together. They’ve lost back to back for the first time this season and it wasn’t until November; but they’ve finally failed enough to shake off my first rant! And it starts with our favorite jock-voice jet setter Coach Krueger! This new coach is marching out my sweet baby boy Linus Ullmark against one of the most potent offenses in the Eastern Conference! AAAHHHHH!! If master motivator Ralph Krueger isn’t going to turn it around after a rough patch in the most stacked Atlantic Division in twenty years then I am not going to defend incompetence this time! I finally get to write a blog for money (southtownstickets.com, check it out) after years of writing about this god forsaken team for therapy and now you’re going to drive me into insanity right as opportunities like a 9-2-2 start to crop up!? GIVE ME A BREAK! There has to be some 70-year-old dude looking at me like a real amateur. Imagine that: imagine remembering every single disappointing year of this franchise and being made to get excited about a team everyone who knows any insight at all about the sport thinks are likely 10-15 points out of a playoff spot again. Imagine that! That guy must feel really denied, eh?! I feel insulted for him! You know who I don’t feel insulted for? YOU DUMB ASS TONAWANDA/CHEEKTOWAGA/ORCHARD PARK BOOT KISSING GAS LIGHTING TROLLS WHO ARE JUST DYING TO ROAST ANY USAGE OF ADVANCED STATS! WHAT DO YOU DO? I’m not talking to you old guys, no you just grew up with a league that encouraged assault with a deadly weapon, and you miss it. I’m talking to you: yeah you, you under 30 Trump voting fucks who think math is out to ruin your hockey! WHO HURT YOU? WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS? DOES CHAD’S FACE JUST MAKE YOU IRRATIONALLY VIOLENT BECAUSE YOU WANT TO PUNCH IT? GET THERAPY, don’t take it out on the someone who just happens to enjoy hockey with a few extra numbers! UNFOLLOW YOU IGNORANT PRICK! DAHLIN DOESN’T NEED TO BE BENCHED BECAUSE YOU REWARD CREATIVITY YOU SELF-DEFEATING SHITHEAD! Ugh, you stupid fucks…*deep breath*… okay you probably want some real content now… okay per Darren Dreger Sabres GM Jason Botterill is looking to make a trade for forward depth …*takes another deep breath*… okay let’s talk about this game for real now.

Henri Jokiharju scored his first goal as a Sabre. It was a weird one. It bounced off a Caps’ back and over Brendan Holtby. That’s nice anyway for a guy whose been fantastic so far. He deserves it more than most even deserved to be on the ice in this game. Every defensive pairing except maybe John Gilmour and Colin Miller was roasted on an open fire. It’s like a Bills tailgate with less liquor and no broken tables. It’s hard to compliment forwards here since none of them scored but Conor Sheary and his line with Casey Mittelstadt looked sharp. Maybe it’s time to get Victor Olofsson off Eichel’s wing? We’ve been thinking about it for a while, but this is the first official skid so maybe Krueger actually does it now. Hell, maybe the Isles have to face Skinner-Eichel tomorrow. Now that I think about it, please do that, I’ll be in attendance. I also feel the need to bring up Evan Rodrigues. Dude: what’s going on? I want you to get your mojo back but you’re not looking good. I saw a trade scenario with you as an add on and I didn’t hate it. You maybe running out of time. If you’re going to turn it around you probably have to do it… like now-ish.

Like and share this blog. While you’re at it rant with me in the comments. We haven’t had good grounds for a rant yet. Let’s be thankful it didn’t get here until the Christmas music started playing. The Isles are hot right now and I want to call em soft since I’m seeing them live tomorrow I just can’t. Look, there’s no cakewalks this month. If they suck ass tomorrow at home they’re going to get booed. I’m not in booing mood after a 9-3-2 start but lord knows if they trail at all tomorrow at home some Tonawanda fucks are going to do it! Well enough bad words for tonight. I’m tired and I’m heading to Toronto in the morning tomorrow before the game. Drop me any recommendations that come to mind. I’m already doing the Hockey Hall of Fame so be more creative. Nothing makes me cheer for the Sabres harder than going to Toronto! Let’s Go Buffalo!

Thanks for Reading.

P.S. If you are from Tonawanda, Cheektowaga or Orchard Park those insults are not aimed at you for simply being from there. They are aimed at the high number of gas-lighting trolls who originate from your town. Please don’t make this disclaimer relevant, don’t be a dumbass.

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Can my first post be a rant? Fuck it, it’s kind of a rant.

So here’s the thing... The past year or so, maybe two, I’ve come to learn quite a lot about myself. I suppose many of us feel the same after significant events, tough times, and some reflection. I should add that I have always been learning oodles of things along the way, breakthroughs here and there, but this most recent set of events, it’s significant - but I’ll come to that later.

The thing about all this learning though? It’s very important what you do with that information. Knowledge is power! I don’t think I’ll ever try to stop learning about myself. I do love to learn other things as well, however this self-discovery of (continuously) figuring out how my brain works, what I need, what tendencies I may have, etc. - it’s all led (and still leading) me to become a better, healthier, and happier human: Keanu Reeves. Just kidding, but I do want to continue to become a better version of myself. That shouldn’t be that hard, right? You’d be surprised.

My whole life has felt like I’ve been struggling along, trying to keep up, catch up, trying to get by and make it through the day. Not to say I haven’t had happy times in my life, but this shit is tiring. Truly I thought I was just a loser who didn’t try hard enough - that’s what everyone told me so it must be true right? Study more, pay more attention, don’t be so lazy, try harder, eat all your food or your cousin won’t play with you, concentrate more, why can’t you be more like so-and-so? I’ve been trying to figure out why I’m not like so-and-so for a long ass time now, but thanks (and btw, so-and-so ain’t all that great either).

So fast forward to years of struggling, awkward parent-teacher interviews where they ask me What’s wrong with you??? I’m 11, how the fuck am I supposed to know? Hundreds of late attendances, skipped classes, calling in sick to work (interestingly never called in sick to work for ages until last year), no motivation. Still didn’t figure out how to be like so-and-so, guys. What did I do? I made some awesome friends... turns out they too were struggling.

Once they opened up, I had come to realise it was more than that. We were not struggling. We were suffering. I was suffering. The whole fucking time. Things started clicking in the back of my mind. Memories came flooding back. The entire time everyone was asking what’s wrong with me and all I could do was give them a shy little “I don’t know.” Or make something up because I had no idea what the hell else to say - I had been suffering from depression and (social) anxiety, and I had no idea.

But I was a bit more grown, things were working out for the better, I had figured out how to manage things enough to get by, although not the mot healthy way, but hey, it was all self-taught. Besides, it wasn’t that bad, my friends’ mental health and anxiety attacks were far worse, and I made it this far, I had friends and held down some relationships, right? ... right? No big deal.

Hah. Big Deal.

Fall 2017 I had been promoted (see, I was doing okay!). Sure the job I had been doing was hectic as hell and it was incredibly draining so much so that I didn’t want to speak to people or hear noises or see friends after. But this new job, it’s meant to be better. And it was... to a point. That point was our busy season + our micro-managing director of operations about to sell the business + my mental health.

If there is any take-away from this, this is #1: DO NOT SACRIFICE YOUR HEALTH AND WELL BEING FOR A JOB THAT WOULD REPLACE YOU IN 2 WEEKS.

No, I didn’t get fired or anything, but I made a stupid sacrifice for downplaying how I felt. I worked such long hours, was overwhelmed, my coworkers were overwhelmed, it’s too late to hire and train anyone new anyway so I suffered, All I thought about was work. I was stressed and anxious 24/7, my entire body was tense and in pain all the time, I was SO tired, I barely saw my friends or family, all I wanted was to be alone for a while, but I couldn’t do that because Did I remember to add this to that file? Oh man this client’s been waiting on this for weeks. Shit did I reply to that email? I need to do that first thing tomorrow. It was constant from the moment I woke up to the moment I eventually fell asleep... if I could sleep. Did I mention I also have insomnia now? This went on for weeks, Christmas break was barely a break. Only getting Christmas day and Boxing Day off, I was barely off - my brain was at work. I don’t even remember how I managed to get anyone gifts. It was horrible.

Early January, I got a cold, as you do in Canada. But also as you’re far more prone to getting not sleeping, being under stress, and not resting. I couldn’t call in sick, I had to work through it right? Then I’d be letting my coworkers down, they were getting work piled on them too, that’s not fair. So I went to work, and my cold never went away... for weeks. I couldn’t stop coughing and eventually I had some shortness of breath. Then some turned into a lot. A lot turned into I can’t talk for more than a minute or walk down the hall without being winded like I ran a marathon and my heart is beating so hard it’s about to join a marching band. I needed to see my doctor. Still trying to keep up with work, I made an appointment outside of work hours (I managed to not stay late, miracle!). After many back and forths to my doctor’s office, chest x-ray, blood work, even a heart ultrasound. Everything was clear... except my head. I burst into tears in my doctors office. She was always digging deeper, she confirmed what I was experiencing was all anxiety. I tried to cut back at work but it didn’t stop. It made me feel worse about myself. I broke down all the time. Eventually my doctor said enough is enough and I didn’t return to work for 5 weeks.

At this point I couldn’t do much without thinking my legs were going to give out or I would pass out. So I was forced to do nothing and work was forced to stick it. I had 5 weeks to try to rest and get better. I started reading a book to help me learn about anxiety and and I signed up for some virtual counselling. It was rough, but finally after 3 weeks, I began to feel a little lighter, a little more energy and towards the end of the 4th week I started to feel more like myself and got to enjoy those last few days off. When I had returned, I came back to some major changes, hoping that it was for the better. It wasn’t, the environment was toxic for me and I knew I had to get out. After months and months of applications, I finally got a better job and WOW the difference is surreal.I’m much happier and have a FAR better work/life balance. I didn’t even realize how bad it was until I took myself out of there and found a healthier environment. I had gotten so used to feeling so terrible that I thought it was normal.

I continued therapy after I returned to work. Although it was expensive, I’m glad I did. A little hint from my therapist helped me learn that I also have ADD. ADD/ADHD gets a bad rap for being over-diagnosed to calm high energy kids down. After lots and lots of reading, it only made more sense. I have ADD.

Do you even know how many more light bulbs turned on, how many things clicked?!?!?!?!? I was blown away. And super super super sad that all this had gone on and no one really tried to help me. Not that anyone owes me anything, but when I was younger, my parents, teachers, etc. Maybe due to ignorance, mental health stigma, maybe because I was smart so I couldn’t have anything really wrong with me, lack of education on how to recognise these things. I’ll be okay. But my heart hurts for those who have no idea why the fuck their lives keep falling apart. The kids who don’t know what’s wrong with them. The kids who know but things, money, people stop them from getting the help/treatment/medication/shoulder that they need. The adults who have so much potential and still have no idea and things just won’t come together and they think it’s all their own fault. For all the assholes who ask why they can’t just get their shit together - they had it together but 49736584275642 things came up and they forgot about it for a while.

It’s really hard fighting your own brain. So yeah, I won’t ever stop trying to learn about myself. I want to work with my brain, be happier, healthier, and an overall better person for myself, and those around me.

This blog is about it be that journey. I have lots of goals to crush this year and I need to make it happen!

Wish me luck!

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223: Mindset for Moms – Tips to Get More Done & Stress Less This Year

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223: Mindset for Moms – Tips to Get More Done & Stress Less This Year

In this New Year check-in, Heather and I chat about our goals for this year, upcoming projects, and tips for getting more done with less stress this year!

Episode Highlights

Stress-reducing tips: Learn the top things we’re both doing to reduce our stress and be more productive including self-care, organization tips, and more.

Sauna vs. Red Light: We answer the much-asked question: what is the difference between red light therapy with infrared waves and infrared saunas?

Finland: This leads into a discussion about Katie’s upcoming trip to northern Finland (Lapland) with Tero and the Four Sigmatic crew to learn about how medicinal mushrooms are sourced and about the indigenous Sami tribe (inspiration for the book Santa Sold Shrooms). Follow Katie on Instagram if you want to keep up with the trip next week!

CBD: We also delve into the new research on CBD and how we’re both using it for different things. See this podcast for the full scoop.

Sensory swings for vestibular function: How hanging sensory swings from my kids ceilings has been a time and stress saver this winter

Reducing Plastic Use: We also go deep on the subject of plastic use and encourage everyone listening to reduce their use of plastics (especially single-use plastics) both for the sake of health and of the environment. With floating islands of plastic in the ocean that are the size of Texas, and plastic chemicals found several kilometers deep in the ice of the Arctic, this is now a global problem and we can all pitch in to reduce our dependency. Check out this post on reducing plastic use for some ideas.

Health Trends for 2019:

We delve into some health trends we anticipate continuing to grow in popularity in 2019. Specifically:

Elderberry

All things elderberry seem to be on the rise, and with good reason. While both of us have been using homemade elderberry syrup for years, we’re starting to see all types of remedies and even skin care that involves elderberries. Want to get creative? Try these elderberry marshmallows or elderberry tea.

CBD

Another health trend that seems to be exploding right now! Be careful, because there are many types out there and some are not as effective as others. I personally prefer this one because it is water soluble and colloidal so it’s highly effective and doesn’t use solvents to extract.

Digital Detox

After years of increasing technology use, we’re seeing a trend toward intentional time off from technology and seeking out quiet and focus. Personally, we love taking digital days off for a mental reset.

Rethinking Sunscreen

With Hawaii leading the charge, many states and countries are moving to reduce or ban chemical sunscreens that can harm ocean life:

In a world first, last May Hawaii passed legislation that will ban the sale and distribution of any non-prescription sunscreen containing these chemicals (found in 78% of the most popular brands) from 2021. The Caribbean island of Bonaire followed in the same month. The most comprehensive ban so far is in the small Pacific island nation of Palau, which is to ban the buying, selling, importing or manufacturing of sunscreen and skincare products that contain these chemicals and eight additional ones, from 2020.

Integration of Conventional and Alternative Medicine

We’re excited to see an increasing amount of integration between conventional and alternative medicine and doctors from each category being willing to work together. Specifically, we’re even seeing research about concepts from traditional Chinese medicine being used in conventional cancer treatment:

Yung-Chi Cheng, a pharmacology professor at Yale School of Medicine, worked on studies to help reduce side effects of chemo for cancer patients. He realized that those who finished treatment lives longest, so he figured that if they could increase the number of patients who didn’t discontinue treatment because of side effects like nausea and digestive problems, more people would survive. He used traditional herbs used in Chinese medicine to help these patients and while more did finish treatment, he noticed another side effect: their cancers shrunk faster than those who didn’t.

This has led to a potential cancer treatment based on Chinese medicine called PHY906 that shows promising results.

Placenta Research

Thanks to some new breakthroughs we’re learning much more about the amazing placenta. Researchers think this new data will give them an early window and possible way to help at-risk pregnancies and create new tests to help detect and remedy problems early.

From the article here:

In addition, at a recent meeting in Bethesda, Md., of the Human Placenta Project, several teams of researchers showed off sophisticated new techniques that enable the placenta to be studied in real time. That work could help doctors diagnose dangerous complications in pregnancy — including pre-eclampsia (a form of high blood pressure), preterm birth and fetal growth restriction — early enough to intervene. It might also help to reveal why boys are much more vulnerable than girls to disorders of brain development, including schizophrenia, A.D.H.D., autism, dyslexia and Tourette syndrome.

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In a first, a national cancer organization has issued formal guidelines recommending exercise as part of cancer treatment, for all cancer patients. The Clinical Oncology Society of Australia (COSA) is very clear on the directive. Its recommendations are:

Exercise should be embedded as part of standard practice in cancer care and viewed as an adjunct therapy that helps counteract the adverse effects of cancer and its treatment.

All members of the multi-disciplinary cancer team should promote physical activity and help their patients adhere to exercise guidelines.

Best practice cancer care should include referral to an accredited exercise physiologist and/or physical therapist with experience in cancer care.

Lead author of the statement, clinical researcher and exercise physiologist, and chair of the COSA Exercise Cancer guidelines committee, Dr. Prue Cormie is also very clear in her statement to the press:

“If we could turn the benefits of exercise into a pill it would be demanded by patients, prescribed by every cancer specialist and subsidized by government. It would be seen as a major breakthrough in cancer treatment.”

The evidence on benefits of exercise during cancer treatment

On the research supporting the bold guidelines, Dr. Cormie states: “the level of evidence is really indisputable and withholding exercise from patients is probably harmful.”

She is correct. There are hundreds of studies showing real, tangible benefits of exercise for patients with a variety of different cancers and at different stages.

Exercise specifically as an additional therapy for patients undergoing cancer treatment has been well-studied and associated with many benefits. In one analysis of 61 clinical trials of women with all stages of breast cancer, those who underwent an exercise program during treatment had significantly improved quality of life, fitness, energy, and strength, as well as significantly less anxiety, depression, and lower body mass index and waist circumference compared with the regular care groups. In another major analysis of 28 trials involving over 1,000 participants with advanced cancers (including leukemia, lymphoma, multiple myeloma, lung, breast, GI, and prostate), an exercise program during treatment was associated with significantly improved physical function, energy levels, weight/BMI, psychosocial function, sleep quality, and overall quality of life.

COSA’s prescription for exercise during cancer treatment

The COSA statement advises that people with cancer should:

Avoid inactivity and be as physically active as they are able, with the goal of:

at least 150 minutes of moderate-intensity or 75 minutes of vigorous-intensity aerobic exercise (e.g. walking, jogging, cycling, swimming) each week; and

two to three resistance exercise (e.g., lifting weights) sessions each week involving moderate- to vigorous-intensity exercises targeting the major muscle groups.

Their care team should:

tailor exercise recommendations to the individual’s abilities, anticipated disease trajectory, and health status

consult with accredited exercise physiologists and physical therapists as the most appropriate health professionals to prescribe and deliver exercise programs to people with cancer

promote these recommendations throughout treatment;

Finding a way to include exercise as part of cancer treatment

More research will help us understand exactly how much exercise is optimal for people with specific cancers. For now, COSA’s exercise prescription translates to about 21 minutes per day of exercise, plus a couple of muscle-building sessions per week.

I asked experienced nurse practitioner and cancer survivor Eileen Wyner what she thought about these guidelines, and she was unequivocal in her enthusiasm: “I think that is a terrific idea.” Though she is four years in remission from lymphoma, she remembers her chemotherapy treatments well. “I was in very good physical shape when I got sick, but I got weak fast. I would walk the hospital hallways with my IV pole when I could, because I knew from being a healthcare provider how important it was to stay as active as I could. But I did not do anything for my arms at all.” The new guidelines call for some kind of resistance training twice weekly, and Wyner feels that could have been helpful to her: “At one point, after my chemo treatments were over, I was home and I decided to get something out of a lower cupboard in my kitchen. It was so shocking to me when I realized I could not get up. For the life of me, I could not push or pull myself off of that floor. I couldn’t get to a phone, to a window… I was stuck there. I realized how weak I was, how weak my arms were… I’m lucky someone was able to help me, or I would have been in real trouble.”

What you can do

If you are being treated for cancer, the exercise recommendations can certainly sound overwhelming, but it’s important to remember the idea is to individualize the activity plan. Wyner suggests a little stretching and strengthening class during chemo infusions. “We were there all the time anyways, why not do something formal right then and there? It could be something basic and easy, modified for where the patients are at. It could really help people.”

The idea is for patients to do whatever they can manage, as they will reap the benefits, from conditioning to emotional well-being to relapse prevention.

Sources

A systematic review and meta-analysis of the safety, feasibility and effect of exercise in women with stage II+ breast cancer. Archives of Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation, May 2018.

Efficacy of exercise interventions in patients with advanced cancer: A systematic review. Archives of Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation, May 2018.

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Exercise as part of cancer treatment

Exercise should be embedded as part of standard practice in cancer care and viewed as an adjunct therapy that helps counteract the adverse effects of cancer and its treatment.

All members of the multi-disciplinary cancer team should promote physical activity and help their patients adhere to exercise guidelines.

Best practice cancer care should include referral to an accredited exercise physiologist and/or physical therapist with experience in cancer care.

The evidence on benefits of exercise during cancer treatment

On the research supporting the bold guidelines, Dr. Cormie states: “the level of evidence is really indisputable and withholding exercise from patients is probably harmful.”

She is correct. There are hundreds of studies showing real, tangible benefits of exercise for patients with a variety of different cancers and at different stages.

COSA’s prescription for exercise during cancer treatment

The COSA statement advises that people with cancer should:

Avoid inactivity and be as physically active as they are able, with the goal of:

at least 150 minutes of moderate-intensity or 75 minutes of vigorous-intensity aerobic exercise (e.g. walking, jogging, cycling, swimming) each week; and

two to three resistance exercise (e.g., lifting weights) sessions each week involving moderate- to vigorous-intensity exercises targeting the major muscle groups.

Their care team should:

tailor exercise recommendations to the individual’s abilities, anticipated disease trajectory, and health status

consult with accredited exercise physiologists and physical therapists as the most appropriate health professionals to prescribe and deliver exercise programs to people with cancer

promote these recommendations throughout treatment;

Finding a way to include exercise as part of cancer treatment

What you can do

The idea is for patients to do whatever they can manage, as they will reap the benefits, from conditioning to emotional well-being to relapse prevention.

Sources

A systematic review and meta-analysis of the safety, feasibility and effect of exercise in women with stage II+ breast cancer. Archives of Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation, May 2018.

Efficacy of exercise interventions in patients with advanced cancer: A systematic review. Archives of Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation, May 2018.

The post Exercise as part of cancer treatment appeared first on Harvard Health Blog.

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Weekend Reading, 11.19.20

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A couple weeks ago, a reader passed along Carrie Arnold’s insightful article into treatment of chronic, adult anorexia. It’s been a long time since any reading material about EDs has brought up so much emotion for me.

One reason may be that much of what I read about anorexia is focused on teens and young adults. I was eleven when I became anorexic for the first time, which means that the disease and its relapses shaped my adolescence and early adulthood. With each passing year, it all feels farther away, and I suspect that part of this is because I’m growing older as I move further into recovery. I remember self-starvation less vividly, but I also remember being twenty less vividly, and in my case those memories are linked.

This article is different: it describes the ongoing challenges that face adults who have had anorexia for a long time. Habits are all the more difficult to change simply because they’re so established. One physician is quoted saying, “The longer you have anorexia, the more anorexia creates physiological changes in the body and the brain that then create a self-sustaining cycle. You do it today because you did it yesterday, no longer because you decided to go on the Atkins diet when you were 15 or because you broke up with a boyfriend and you decided to lose weight. It’s no longer about that.”

I was already deeply habituated to my ED by the time I truly wanted to get better, and the work of changing habits was enormous. Sometimes I felt as though I was battling myself and every impulse I had from the time I woke up till the time I went to bed. It’s hard to say what recovery would have looked like if it had found me just a few years later, with my compulsions more entrenched. How much longer might the process have taken? Would I have been able to do it? Obviously, there’s no way for me to know.

I identify as fully recovered, but I’ve borrowed a friend’s expression in saying that I work actively to “protect my recovery.” When I say this, I don’t mean that relapse feels proximate; it really doesn’t. If nothing else, I don’t think I could ever again muster up the energy that anorexia demands. It’s so exhausting. And I’m pretty certain that I couldn’t do without food at this point. Even if I wanted to, even if I tried. I always loved it, even when I was sick, but I love it now in a way that feels completely fundamental to my identity and experience of life.

But could I imagine being tempted, during a bad spell of anxiety or isolation, to seek out comfort in regimented behaviors or ancient compulsions? Do habit and routine always exert a hold on me when I’m adrift? Do I sometimes wish I had the energy to deny myself food again, because without my ED I’ve lost the reward that I used to access whenever life felt overwhelming?

Sure.

That’s probably why the article hit home. It affirmed what I already believe, which is that a full recovery is possible, and the tendencies that fueled anorexia in the first place will probably never dissapear. We can, with great support, self-care, mindfulness, therapy, and/or medicine, learn to quiet them, manage them, and live lives in which they no longer hold us hostage.

As the article makes clear, there’s also also a growing body of evidence to substantiate neurobiological contributors to the disease. It may be that those who develop anorexia have unusually high levels of serotonin, which can enhance anxiety and irritability; serotonin is synthesized from tryptophan, an amino acid that we all obtain from food. The less you eat, the less tryptophan you consume, and this may have the effect of lowering serotonin. It’s one of many possible reasons why anorexics tend to feel better when they’re hungry, rather than worse.

As I was reading, I remembered how many years it took me to be at peace with the sensation of fullness; this also meant letting go of my attachment to the power and energy I felt when I was empty. It was one of the slowest pieces of recovery. Nowadays fullness makes me feel grounded and calm, while hunger tends to make me a little anxious. I’m not sure when the switch happened, but it was such a relief when it finally did.

The article is hopeful in that it highlights a new treatment option that places focus on neurobiology, compulsion, and family therapy all at once. It’s called Neurobiologically Enhanced with Family/Friends Eating Disorder Trait Response (NEW FED-TR), and its goal is not only to treat, but also to help those with EDs to release guilt and shame surrounding the disease(s).

One of the most poignant moments of reading, for me, was a description of a treatment provider playing an audio recording of what a former patient reported as the thoughts that hounded her while she was trying to eat: “I can’t eat this. I’m going to get fat. I’m ugly. I’m disgusting. I’m weak. I hate myself. I can’t do this. I’m so pathetic, just pathetic, a weak pig.”

I thought back to my own internal monologue once upon a time, both during anorexia and during recovery. I don’t remember all of it, but I remember how often words like “pathetic” or “disgusting” or “filthy” came up.

The author notes that most parents had begun treatment with anger toward their children for seemingly refusing to eat. “When they heard the recording and the sheer amount of ‘noise’ that their children endured,” she writes, “their anger dissipated.” I suspect that, if more people could hear the relentless, intrusive thoughts that plague an anorexic as he or she is trying to eat or make a decision about food, empathy and understanding would be so much deeper and more widespread.

As I said, it’s been a long time since anything hit so close to home or evoked so much feeling and memory. I’m grateful to Carrie Arnold for writing this piece, and to all of the individuals whose brave recovery efforts are highlighted.

I’m grateful, too, for a belly full from breakfast this morning, and the peace I feel with that sensation.

Hope you enjoy this week’s articles and yummy, Thanksgiving-friendly food links.

Recipes

I like all of the things in Marly’s crisp, savory sweet, seasonal vegan harvest salad, including roasted chickpeas and sweet potatoes. But I’m especially excited about her creamy pumpkin ranch dressing!

If you happen to be doing a Middle Eastern inspired feast for Thanksgiving (or the idea intrigues you), this would be an awesome side: pomegranate cilantro tabbouleh. I’ve experimented with lots of different grains in tabbouleh salads, but never cilantro in place of or with the parsley. Really intrigued to try it.

This week Shelly posted the pumpkin baked ziti from Veganomicon (which just got a snazzy new, 10th anniversary reissue). I have the new edition, and I’m being reminded of how awesome this recipe is. It’ll be my next major comfort food fix for sure.

For a super seasonal appetizer option this week, check out Amanda’s fully loaded winter squash hummus.

A perfect, nourishing bowl of autumn vegan goodness from Alexandra, who was kind enough to adapt my turmeric rice for the recipe. I so appreciate her sharing her truth about her experience with depression in the post, too.

Reads

1. First, Carrie Arnold on the difficulties and promising breakthroughs in treating adult, longterm anorexia.

2. A mother’s thoughtful consideration of the fact that her daughter won’t be able to remember much of her early childhood years as she gets older.

3. An interesting article about training our minds to be more open-minded. There are reasons why it’s so difficult for most of us to accommodate world views or ideas that are foreign to us. According to the article, open-mindedness can be cultivated like other skills, with mindfulness and mental exercise.

4. An important read on why girls shouldn’t be forced to dispense hugs or any other type of touch, even to family members, during the holidays. This one definitely hit home: I grew up in a Greek American culture in which hugging and cheek pinching were commonplace. I remember how uncomfortable having my cheeks pinched used to make me, and I wish I’d been given permission to have firmer physical boundaries at that age.

5. Saline—a most basic medical supply—is running short since manufacturing facilities were damaged by Hurricane Maria. A reminder of how greatly we depend on certain medical staples and how quickly they can become precarious.

I’ll be checking in throughout the coming week with some new recipes, but I want to take a moment to wish anyone and everyone who’ll be traveling or busy for the holiday a wonderful Thanksgiving. Peace to you all, and see you soon.

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