Memories

We all have bad days. Last week we had a series of them as we, my roommates and myself, combated a nasty virus that virtually knocked us off our feet for the week.

Yesterday I met a patient at the hospital, helped him to be admitted, he saved his own life I think, but for him, it was a bad day.

When at the hospital I was called, to attend to a family that was too, having a horrible day, as they just lost their mother/wife, who was taken by cancer at a young age.

I also attended to the doctors and nurses, who watched, during surgery, this life fade and could not restore it.

So, for me, another bad day as well, as these days are hard.

We have bad days.

Some bad days create memories of course. This is where this post is going. The memories that were created, perhaps at a younger age, that torment us, unknowingly. Our minds conceal them, repress them.

They are known as repressed memories. dissociative amnesia.

Here lies controversy though.

Are these memories real.

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The POWER of a hug.

I have posted about hugs before. Here.

When in therapy a hug can be powerful, but often unwanted also. This post is not about hugs whilst in therapy.

 There have been numerous studies done, on the power and effects of a hug. A lot is exchanged, the feeling of support, that you are not alone, the caring, the love. It is stress reducing, a natural antidepressant   as it stimulates the release of complex brain chemicals, many of them. A simple caring hug. Even one of those wimpy light hugs with the back slapping?… well maybe not. If you go to the trouble of giving someone a hug, make it count.  The chemical release goes both ways. 

This power, lasts for a while too, not just the moment of the hug, but long after. Children hug easily, as we age and become more enclosed within ourselves we often brush a hug off. The contact is just very uncomfortable for some, for numerous reasons. I like to overcome those reasons, when I can. So that the power of the hug can be received. 

Not everyone is a good hugger. A good hug is one that is tight, arms wrapped around, not squeezing so much that hair stands up and eyes bulge… and picking someone up in a hug… this is wrestling. It should leave you feeling cozy. If you plan on a wimpy one armed light hug.. then just shake hands.

During my rounds at the hospital, I visit with many people. Often those that are suffering with serious medical issues and their families. Suffering with very scary things. Things that are often terminal, or the fear is very strong, that it can or will be. 

I like to visit with children as much as I can, and their families. 

Tomorrow, March 5th one such child has made a request. 

He would like everyone in the world to hug each other. He would like that very much as he is going in for brain surgery, again. He wants the worlds love to encompass his mother. So she will feel comforted when he is in surgery, so she won’t worry.

This is why I like to visit with the children as much as I can.

He asked his mother to post a video on Youtube, to tell his story and to make this request.

 

She did.

 

 

 

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Lazy Monday

A Monday off, a lazy day.

Mother Nature can’t make up her mind today, 

Brilliant sunshine followed with blizzards,

snow filling our view outside

Then the sunshine returns and the snow that fell, blows,

drifting filling the driveway and then blowing away.

 

Our wind-chimes are singing, the notes clear and pure.

I don’t recognize the song, though I am sure I have heard it before.

We are relaxing today, the weekend was busy.

Today is an inside day, for the most part. 

 

Aimee and I made lunch, it seemed a feast. Jill watched.

She is determined to, as she says, cook like us.

She just gets so annoyed that we don’t have recipes.

So she takes notes now.

ugh.

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THEY DO NOT GROW BACK!!!!!!

OMG THIS JUST MADE ME SO ANGRY.

 

I am just going to post this video, it says it all. 

Yay Rick Mercer!

 

 

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Optical illusion? …. or Dressgate

The internet will often become a buzz with something, people rally around a cause or take indignation to a comment or image. Tweets will twitter and faces book no nonsense as posts bounce, emails fly and people talk around the web water cooler.

From staring at a peaceful scene quietly trying to see a hidden object… unbeknownst waiting for a scary face to pounce out at you, to trying to sort out lines that seem longer or shorter, llamas running…. the 15 minutes of fame continues with many things.

Last night I got caught up in what seems the latest one, the blue black white gold dress. Have you heard about it?

This dress, or the photo of it, started on tumblr. It was worn by the mother of the bride and a photo was taken and sent to the daughter, she showed the photo to her fiance, who disagreed on the colour…. oh oh, it is starting early….

So they showed the photo to friends, and everyone is seeing this dress differently, mostly split between blue and black or white and gold, though pale blue and goldy brown or orange and blue are also seen.

What colours do you see?  ….and why?

hmmm should I do a psychological explanation?

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Class Action Reward

Class Action lawsuit results

 

No not from suing the birdy movie people, but I think that is a good idea….

If you purchased electronics, between 1999 and 2002, in Canada you can claim $20.oo for each item purchased. There is a simple claim form, where if you only bought one device, they just send (apparently) you the money, if you bought more, and most of us would have as this includes gaming consoles and printers, you may have to offer proof. I am not sure who keeps receipts from the olden days.

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This is not a movie review

We decided to go out for some fun last night, we were going clubbing but thought we would see a movie first. The Oscars will be handed out this weekend, so it is nice to have seen some of the movies that are nominated. We have seen some of them but of the “bigger ones” we haven’t. So we noticed The Birdman was still playing.

I am always leery of seeing movies that are nominated for best picture. For the past few years… decade… movies that are nominated, seem to be movies that “they” have decided convey a message.. or something.  I do wonder if the critics actually go to see the movies.

Birdman has incredible reviews by the critics. So we picked that one.

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