Hey folks! In an effort to keep this thread ongoing, and so that we don’t forget our goals, I’m gonna try and pop back here about once a week. I’ll be asking about what gains you’ve made in the week, so try and have something to report back! ;) I’ll also try and link to an interesting related article, or post some tidbit on the subject of fear/courage each week. It hasn’t quite been a week yet since I posted this, but my next few days are going to be busy.
Personally, I can’t say I’ve made many gains this week. I’ve got a clear plastic cup stashed in my room and I swear, I’ve almost wanted to see a spider so I could try and remove it calmly in the cup. But no spiders! I haven’t driven, either. That’s the one goal really I could have worked on this week, but I didn’t. Shame. :( The only thing I can say I’ve done, is I went out with a couple of friends who live slightly less innocent lives than I do, and talked to them about how, after my surgeries are over, I want to take a risk or two and observe as I don’t spontaneously combust. Namely, getting a teeny bit drunk, haha. These are very trusted friends and they said that if I’m up for it by the summer, they would absolutely help me with that mission. What a life I lead, when getting drunk is a goal…
I am becoming more aware of my thought processes. For instance, I was fighting with myself all day, because I’m having a bad day today with my health paranoia. For some reason, the joints in my hands and wrists are achy today, so of course I’m sitting here thinking I’m developing rheumatoid arthritis. :| I just keep telling myself it’s stupid. I don’t know what else to do when I get worrying like this – any ideas?
The one thing I have to say for myself is that, although my next surgery is coming up on Wednesday, I haven’t been too scared. But I don’t think that’s bravery so much as it is me trusting in my surgeon – he’s so great.
On a related note, my “tidbit” for this week comes from a health forum I frequent. I hadn’t thought of it this way before, but somebody mentioned that most medical procedures, taken out of context, would be considered assault. Getting prodded with needles, cut open, instruments in various orifices, being given substances that can alter your state of consciousness. While we know on a conscious level that all of this is ultimately for our own benefit, it’s entirely conceivable that on some level, the mind doesn’t understand that you are in a safe place. If you give any credance to evolutionary psychology, it makes sense: evolution happens slowly, so right now our adaptations are best suited for the lifestyle that our ancestors lived about 10,000 years ago, long before anything like a hospital existed. Our brains therefore aren’t really designed to completely understand and cope with medical procedures. In trying to get over these fears, we’re truly trying to go against our instincts, ignore the compulsive flight or fight response, which is why it’s so damned hard!
So, what have you accomplished this week? Have you been thinking more actively about your fears, perhaps? Try something you would normally avoid? Or have you stagnated like me? Backslid, even? Do tell!