Are you still seeing Dr. Jin? Sometimes it's a healer, not a doctor we need. Of course you know this. May I just say that when some of the dancers in that video reach the age of fifty-eight more than their knees are going to hurt?
Doctors only seem to work if you know what's wrong and need something specific from them. Otherwise they just raise my blood pressure. This whole thing has got me far down.
I know I say it all the time, but: "You gotta laugh to keep from cryin'." (My favorite expression.)
I feel slower and heavier too. It's a peculiar feeling. I think it's -- dare I say it -- age. It's interesting to be in a position to experience what I've seen occurring in other people all my life.
I have this occasional recurrent fantasy of going to a medical school, dressing up as a professor, and creating a class wherein I proceed to shake some shit up. I'd teach the students about listening, compassion, what it means to recognize how little you know, partnering with patients in a way that acknowledges they are the experts and doctors have the most to learn - you know that kind of stuff. I think it could be fabulous and wonderful, even at the point where I get dragged out by security as my students stand there gobsmacked and a little horrified that they listened to me and that my class taught them more than the others they took
I can not agree with you more, Elizabeth. Thank you for the validation.
My husband is a vegan for many years, more than one of his Drs has told him to eat less meat. WTF
Are you still seeing Dr. Jin? Sometimes it's a healer, not a doctor we need. Of course you know this. May I just say that when some of the dancers in that video reach the age of fifty-eight more than their knees are going to hurt?
Doctors only seem to work if you know what's wrong and need something specific from them. Otherwise they just raise my blood pressure. This whole thing has got me far down.
Such a beauty you are. My mother used to say even an iron bed wears out after 50 years. I'd say you're doing better than that iron bed.
Love this!
I know I say it all the time, but: "You gotta laugh to keep from cryin'." (My favorite expression.)
I feel slower and heavier too. It's a peculiar feeling. I think it's -- dare I say it -- age. It's interesting to be in a position to experience what I've seen occurring in other people all my life.
Maybe that's what's wrong with me. This is getting me down. Has got me down.
I could watch that Rolling Stone video forever.
I have this occasional recurrent fantasy of going to a medical school, dressing up as a professor, and creating a class wherein I proceed to shake some shit up. I'd teach the students about listening, compassion, what it means to recognize how little you know, partnering with patients in a way that acknowledges they are the experts and doctors have the most to learn - you know that kind of stuff. I think it could be fabulous and wonderful, even at the point where I get dragged out by security as my students stand there gobsmacked and a little horrified that they listened to me and that my class taught them more than the others they took
feeling heavy here, too. sleeping more. exhausted. I am world weary, and I think that's the heart of it.
Nostalgia has got a hold on me too and the present sometimes is just a big buzz kill.
One of my favorite quotes: Once you remove the absurdity from human existence, there isn't much left. --Alexis Gilliland