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All I have is (((((((((((Barb)))))))))). — Pam ** Blessed are they who can laugh at themselves for they shall never cease to be amused. <BBE…@webtv.net> wrote in message
news:22705-3BAAA2DD-8@storefull-123.iap.bryant.webtv.net… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> I’ve got an angle for you about crying. > 1) The NYC fiasco has been wringings the emotions out if me. > 2) I had an inspection on my place to renew the lease and it failed. I’m > in the process of throwing away and giving away a lot of my belongings, > giving away some of my pets, scrubbing and rpacking a lot of > things…on very little rest and food because I’m too tired to eat and > sleep. > 3) I’m dealing with verbal attacks from my son #2 and mother over the > prospects of being on the street before next month is through. The big > problem is that this could be my fate. > 4) I have to keep my windows open so I can’t keep cool. I get even > hotter with all the lifting and tugging everything. > 5) My uncle died yesterday from myotonic MD. His funeral is tomorrow and > I have no way of going. > 6) The positive….My genetic testing on the myotonic MD came back > Tuesday and it was negative. That means I don’t have MD and my kids > won’t have the threat of it hanging over their heads all their lives. > The down side….That makes it much more likely that I have MS. > I’m so tired. My arms hurt so bad that they’re not doing what my head > tells them to do. I’m covered with bruses. Son #3 is freaking out at how > small around my arms are. > Enough of my pity pot. Back to work throwing more things out. > ~*~Barb~*~TOO!
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I’ve got an angle for you about crying. 1) The NYC fiasco has been wringings the emotions out if me. 2) I had an inspection on my place to renew the lease and it failed. I’m in the process of throwing away and giving away a lot of my belongings, giving away some of my pets, scrubbing and rpacking a lot of things…on very little rest and food because I’m too tired to eat and sleep. 3) I’m dealing with verbal attacks from my son #2 and mother over the prospects of being on the street before next month is through. The big problem is that this could be my fate. 4) I have to keep my windows open so I can’t keep cool. I get even hotter with all the lifting and tugging everything. 5) My uncle died yesterday from myotonic MD. His funeral is tomorrow and I have no way of going. 6) The positive….My genetic testing on the myotonic MD came back Tuesday and it was negative. That means I don’t have MD and my kids won’t have the threat of it hanging over their heads all their lives. The down side….That makes it much more likely that I have MS. I’m so tired. My arms hurt so bad that they’re not doing what my head tells them to do. I’m covered with bruses. Son #3 is freaking out at how small around my arms are. Enough of my pity pot. Back to work throwing more things out. ~*~Barb~*~TOO!
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thank you guys for the sharing and empathy. I know I definitely have to go thru counsel. my husband apologized, but the damage was done, I was like, thanks babe but you just sent me a week back in the process! his was typical of one way to cope, I suppose. he has ADD, and they get weirded out their own way about *stuff!* I thank God that we didn’t lose anyone close, ( that we know of). I’ve had cognitive therapy before, and found it helpful for the situation at hand at the time. I know not to deny my feelings, and to work through them. talking with others looking to vent is a good start. My sis-in-law and I had opportunity to spend more time than usual talking about these things tonite, as when she got home, our two kids were late-napping. I know that this terrible event affected us all, I draw strength from the spirit of those around the world, and in particular, my on-line friends! God Bless, Get Us Thru This Night! "KimM" <kimberl…@att.net> wrote in message
news:T_nq7.2261$WW.215926@bgtnsc05-news.ops.worldnet.att.net… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> A global MS is a good way to put it. I am on the verge of tears here and > there thankfully no one I know closely is missing, or worse, but have come > close there. I feel that staying up and watching the news is physically > wearing me down, then the big cry is waiting to happen- just wait until they > interview a newlywed again who may never see his/her spouse again… or the > where’s Daddy? if he’s a firefighter. > I almost lost it last week when the smell wafted over to my house. I feel > selfish feeling that I am complaining about the MS when this is going on. > Don’t know what to do…or how to feel anymore. > Kim > — > "Dogs have masters, cats have staff"– Sneaky Pie Brown > Shell wrote in message <3BA9F2B4.60507…@epix.net>… > >You know, I can handle having MS, can’t say I’m happy about it, but I’d > >rather have it in my body then have the entire world suffer from it. And > >that’s just what terrorism is like, a global MS. All the symptoms have > >been there all over the world, car bombings, etc. but we just didn’t > >have a firm dx. > > Now we know. And we will all get through this in time. I don’t like the > >wording ‘War on Terrorism’ I guess because I’m from the generation of > >’War no More’ > >I know how you feel about being a Mom. My boys came home from school > >yesterday. And like all parents, I asked, "Hey guys, how ya doin’, how > >was school today?" And my youngest informed me that 2 Lt. Cols. had > >visited the school to discuss the attack. > > We live next to the Army War College, "To Promote Peace Not War" is the > >sign at the entrance. > >Anyway, my son talked about War and how he hated Osama and I told him > >not to hate him or the Tailiban because hate was the real enemy. He said > >that violence was the last solution, that they would exhaust all other > >means of bringing the terrorist to justice. > >My other son seemed very irritated and quiet during this discussion. > >Later that eve. he told me that the 2 Lt. Cols. had visited his class > >also. He said kids asked a lot of questions. But he did not go into > >detail like his younger brother. I didn’t push the issue. > >Anyway, Sylvia is right, do what’s best for YOU. And you are not alone, > >the day of the attack I kept circling the school, I was glad they didn’t > >close like many of the schools in our area but I was ready to grab my > >kids and bring them home. Hey that’s what Moms do. > >We will be, OK? > >Take Care Shell > >Yellowbird wrote: > >> I haven’t cried the *big-one* yet! I’m definitely due. my poor son has > been > >> in and out of school since last week, one day , I’ll let him go, and the > >> next day, I can’t bring myself to do it. today, I did an experiment, I > kept > >> him with me, (and my niece that I nanny), we tried to do the "normal" > >> things, go for pizza, go for a walk, etc…., I found my anxiety not much > >> more relieved than when he was in school. this thing is bigger than me, > BUT, > >> I still had to go thru the *process*, something a few well-meaning folk > >> tried to interfere with. my husband included. comments went from, "what > are > >> you running from?" to "you can’t live in a box", "our son died at 20, we > >> know how it would feel", "where is your faith?", and it goes on and on. > >> number 1, I have great faith, I know the score, but I didn’t get to > >> "surrender" yet, if I wanted to "run", I wouldn’t have been in church, > 9:00 > >> a.m. this past Sunday, I would have been at my cousin’s house in the > >> Adirondacks!! ( I live in Brooklyn), my son is ONLY FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! > it’s > >> my natural and first instinct to protect!!!!!!!!! > >> It’s been real, real tough. we have been blessed as we didn’t lose > anyone, > >> not this time. but it’s scary out there. > >> God Bless Us All > >> "SYLV77" <syl…@aol.com> wrote in message > >> news:20010919183436.04149.00000421@mb-ms.aol.com… > >> > (((((((Shell))))))) > >> > I am happy to hear everyone you know is OK. > >> > But I understand your feelings. What is "normal?" Waiting for war to > be > >> > declared? Waiting for another attack? This is what I am doing right > now. > >> > Your husband’s explanation of suffering from "free floating anxiety" is > a > >> good > >> > description of what many of us are going through. > >> > And, as you describe, life goes on for those of us who haven’t been > >> directly > >> > affected. My parents lived through WWII. It’s hard to remember that > many > >> of > >> > the events in their lives that they have described to me went on while > our > >> > nation was at war. The war was always in the background. > >> > I hope you feel better soon. Someone else has described the stages of > >> grief; > >> > I think I’m still in stage number 1. I know it happened, but I still > find > >> it > >> > hard to believe. I want to do *something*, anything to help, but I > can’t. > >> I > >> > can’t donate blood, I have no extra money to give, I don’t know anyone > >> directly > >> > affected I could talk to. > >> > And if anyone does know anyone who has suffered a loss, please, please, > >> please > >> > get in contact with him/her. And stay in contact. When you first > suffer > >> a > >> > loss, everyone is there. After a few weeks, most of them think that > >> you’re > >> > "over it" now and leave you alone. The grieving person will need you > now, > >> in a > >> > month, in 6 months. . .don’t leave them! > >> > I think we will all be OK eventually. It will just take some of us > longer > >> to > >> > work through our grief. > >> > Take care of yourself, Shell. > >> > Sylvia
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A global MS is a good way to put it. I am on the verge of tears here and there thankfully no one I know closely is missing, or worse, but have come close there. I feel that staying up and watching the news is physically wearing me down, then the big cry is waiting to happen- just wait until they interview a newlywed again who may never see his/her spouse again… or the where’s Daddy? if he’s a firefighter. I almost lost it last week when the smell wafted over to my house. I feel selfish feeling that I am complaining about the MS when this is going on. Don’t know what to do…or how to feel anymore. Kim — "Dogs have masters, cats have staff"– Sneaky Pie Brown – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Shell wrote in message <3BA9F2B4.60507…@epix.net>… >You know, I can handle having MS, can’t say I’m happy about it, but I’d >rather have it in my body then have the entire world suffer from it. And >that’s just what terrorism is like, a global MS. All the symptoms have >been there all over the world, car bombings, etc. but we just didn’t >have a firm dx. > Now we know. And we will all get through this in time. I don’t like the >wording ‘War on Terrorism’ I guess because I’m from the generation of >’War no More’ >I know how you feel about being a Mom. My boys came home from school >yesterday. And like all parents, I asked, "Hey guys, how ya doin’, how >was school today?" And my youngest informed me that 2 Lt. Cols. had >visited the school to discuss the attack. > We live next to the Army War College, "To Promote Peace Not War" is the >sign at the entrance. >Anyway, my son talked about War and how he hated Osama and I told him >not to hate him or the Tailiban because hate was the real enemy. He said >that violence was the last solution, that they would exhaust all other >means of bringing the terrorist to justice. >My other son seemed very irritated and quiet during this discussion. >Later that eve. he told me that the 2 Lt. Cols. had visited his class >also. He said kids asked a lot of questions. But he did not go into >detail like his younger brother. I didn’t push the issue. >Anyway, Sylvia is right, do what’s best for YOU. And you are not alone, >the day of the attack I kept circling the school, I was glad they didn’t >close like many of the schools in our area but I was ready to grab my >kids and bring them home. Hey that’s what Moms do. >We will be, OK? >Take Care Shell >Yellowbird wrote: >> I haven’t cried the *big-one* yet! I’m definitely due. my poor son has been >> in and out of school since last week, one day , I’ll let him go, and the >> next day, I can’t bring myself to do it. today, I did an experiment, I kept >> him with me, (and my niece that I nanny), we tried to do the "normal" >> things, go for pizza, go for a walk, etc…., I found my anxiety not much >> more relieved than when he was in school. this thing is bigger than me, BUT, >> I still had to go thru the *process*, something a few well-meaning folk >> tried to interfere with. my husband included. comments went from, "what are >> you running from?" to "you can’t live in a box", "our son died at 20, we >> know how it would feel", "where is your faith?", and it goes on and on. >> number 1, I have great faith, I know the score, but I didn’t get to >> "surrender" yet, if I wanted to "run", I wouldn’t have been in church, 9:00 >> a.m. this past Sunday, I would have been at my cousin’s house in the >> Adirondacks!! ( I live in Brooklyn), my son is ONLY FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it’s >> my natural and first instinct to protect!!!!!!!!! >> It’s been real, real tough. we have been blessed as we didn’t lose anyone, >> not this time. but it’s scary out there. >> God Bless Us All >> "SYLV77" <syl…@aol.com> wrote in message >> news:20010919183436.04149.00000421@mb-ms.aol.com… >> > (((((((Shell))))))) >> > I am happy to hear everyone you know is OK. >> > But I understand your feelings. What is "normal?" Waiting for war to be >> > declared? Waiting for another attack? This is what I am doing right now. >> > Your husband’s explanation of suffering from "free floating anxiety" is a >> good >> > description of what many of us are going through. >> > And, as you describe, life goes on for those of us who haven’t been >> directly >> > affected. My parents lived through WWII. It’s hard to remember that many >> of >> > the events in their lives that they have described to me went on while our >> > nation was at war. The war was always in the background. >> > I hope you feel better soon. Someone else has described the stages of >> grief; >> > I think I’m still in stage number 1. I know it happened, but I still find >> it >> > hard to believe. I want to do *something*, anything to help, but I can’t. >> I >> > can’t donate blood, I have no extra money to give, I don’t know anyone >> directly >> > affected I could talk to. >> > And if anyone does know anyone who has suffered a loss, please, please, >> please >> > get in contact with him/her. And stay in contact. When you first suffer >> a >> > loss, everyone is there. After a few weeks, most of them think that >> you’re >> > "over it" now and leave you alone. The grieving person will need you now, >> in a >> > month, in 6 months. . .don’t leave them! >> > I think we will all be OK eventually. It will just take some of us longer >> to >> > work through our grief. >> > Take care of yourself, Shell. >> > Sylvia
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You know, I can handle having MS, can’t say I’m happy about it, but I’d rather have it in my body then have the entire world suffer from it. And that’s just what terrorism is like, a global MS. All the symptoms have been there all over the world, car bombings, etc. but we just didn’t have a firm dx. Now we know. And we will all get through this in time. I don’t like the wording ‘War on Terrorism’ I guess because I’m from the generation of ‘War no More’ I know how you feel about being a Mom. My boys came home from school yesterday. And like all parents, I asked, "Hey guys, how ya doin’, how was school today?" And my youngest informed me that 2 Lt. Cols. had visited the school to discuss the attack. We live next to the Army War College, "To Promote Peace Not War" is the sign at the entrance. Anyway, my son talked about War and how he hated Osama and I told him not to hate him or the Tailiban because hate was the real enemy. He said that violence was the last solution, that they would exhaust all other means of bringing the terrorist to justice. My other son seemed very irritated and quiet during this discussion. Later that eve. he told me that the 2 Lt. Cols. had visited his class also. He said kids asked a lot of questions. But he did not go into detail like his younger brother. I didn’t push the issue. Anyway, Sylvia is right, do what’s best for YOU. And you are not alone, the day of the attack I kept circling the school, I was glad they didn’t close like many of the schools in our area but I was ready to grab my kids and bring them home. Hey that’s what Moms do. We will be, OK? Take Care Shell – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Yellowbird wrote: > I haven’t cried the *big-one* yet! I’m definitely due. my poor son has been > in and out of school since last week, one day , I’ll let him go, and the > next day, I can’t bring myself to do it. today, I did an experiment, I kept > him with me, (and my niece that I nanny), we tried to do the "normal" > things, go for pizza, go for a walk, etc…., I found my anxiety not much > more relieved than when he was in school. this thing is bigger than me, BUT, > I still had to go thru the *process*, something a few well-meaning folk > tried to interfere with. my husband included. comments went from, "what are > you running from?" to "you can’t live in a box", "our son died at 20, we > know how it would feel", "where is your faith?", and it goes on and on. > number 1, I have great faith, I know the score, but I didn’t get to > "surrender" yet, if I wanted to "run", I wouldn’t have been in church, 9:00 > a.m. this past Sunday, I would have been at my cousin’s house in the > Adirondacks!! ( I live in Brooklyn), my son is ONLY FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it’s > my natural and first instinct to protect!!!!!!!!! > It’s been real, real tough. we have been blessed as we didn’t lose anyone, > not this time. but it’s scary out there. > God Bless Us All > "SYLV77" <syl…@aol.com> wrote in message > news:20010919183436.04149.00000421@mb-ms.aol.com… > > (((((((Shell))))))) > > I am happy to hear everyone you know is OK. > > But I understand your feelings. What is "normal?" Waiting for war to be > > declared? Waiting for another attack? This is what I am doing right now. > > Your husband’s explanation of suffering from "free floating anxiety" is a > good > > description of what many of us are going through. > > And, as you describe, life goes on for those of us who haven’t been > directly > > affected. My parents lived through WWII. It’s hard to remember that many > of > > the events in their lives that they have described to me went on while our > > nation was at war. The war was always in the background. > > I hope you feel better soon. Someone else has described the stages of > grief; > > I think I’m still in stage number 1. I know it happened, but I still find > it > > hard to believe. I want to do *something*, anything to help, but I can’t. > I > > can’t donate blood, I have no extra money to give, I don’t know anyone > directly > > affected I could talk to. > > And if anyone does know anyone who has suffered a loss, please, please, > please > > get in contact with him/her. And stay in contact. When you first suffer > a > > loss, everyone is there. After a few weeks, most of them think that > you’re > > "over it" now and leave you alone. The grieving person will need you now, > in a > > month, in 6 months. . .don’t leave them! > > I think we will all be OK eventually. It will just take some of us longer > to > > work through our grief. > > Take care of yourself, Shell. > > Sylvia
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Caroline, I heard on TV tonight that they’re setting up trauma counselling after the attacks in New York, to try to prevent people from coming down with post traumatic stress. Can you go to one of the hospitals and find out about this? Your responses are very natural and reasonable in the circumstances, but I think it would be helpful for you and your family to seek some help now. Everyone who’s been through this needs whatever help they can get. Cognitive-behavioural therapy early on after such a terrible trauma is a very effective way to head off ongoing trouble, and that’s what they’re offering. It’s a fairly quick fix, but it helps you to feel more in control of your life again. I hope you can get something like this. As for other people’s judgements and comments, don’t let it worry you. Do what’s right for YOU. ((((((((((((((((((((((((((( xxxoxoxoxoxoooxxx )))))))))))))))))))))))))))) – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Yellowbird wrote: > I haven’t cried the *big-one* yet! I’m definitely due. my poor son has been > in and out of school since last week, one day , I’ll let him go, and the > next day, I can’t bring myself to do it. today, I did an experiment, I kept > him with me, (and my niece that I nanny), we tried to do the "normal" > things, go for pizza, go for a walk, etc…., I found my anxiety not much > more relieved than when he was in school. this thing is bigger than me, BUT, > I still had to go thru the *process*, something a few well-meaning folk > tried to interfere with. my husband included. comments went from, "what are > you running from?" to "you can’t live in a box", "our son died at 20, we > know how it would feel", "where is your faith?", and it goes on and on. > number 1, I have great faith, I know the score, but I didn’t get to > "surrender" yet, if I wanted to "run", I wouldn’t have been in church, 9:00 > a.m. this past Sunday, I would have been at my cousin’s house in the > Adirondacks!! ( I live in Brooklyn), my son is ONLY FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it’s > my natural and first instinct to protect!!!!!!!!! > It’s been real, real tough. we have been blessed as we didn’t lose anyone, > not this time. but it’s scary out there. > God Bless Us All > "SYLV77" <syl…@aol.com> wrote in message > news:20010919183436.04149.00000421@mb-ms.aol.com… > > (((((((Shell))))))) > > I am happy to hear everyone you know is OK. > > But I understand your feelings. What is "normal?" Waiting for war to be > > declared? Waiting for another attack? This is what I am doing right now. > > Your husband’s explanation of suffering from "free floating anxiety" is a > good > > description of what many of us are going through. > > And, as you describe, life goes on for those of us who haven’t been > directly > > affected. My parents lived through WWII. It’s hard to remember that many > of > > the events in their lives that they have described to me went on while our > > nation was at war. The war was always in the background. > > I hope you feel better soon. Someone else has described the stages of > grief; > > I think I’m still in stage number 1. I know it happened, but I still find > it > > hard to believe. I want to do *something*, anything to help, but I can’t. > I > > can’t donate blood, I have no extra money to give, I don’t know anyone > directly > > affected I could talk to. > > And if anyone does know anyone who has suffered a loss, please, please, > please > > get in contact with him/her. And stay in contact. When you first suffer > a > > loss, everyone is there. After a few weeks, most of them think that > you’re > > "over it" now and leave you alone. The grieving person will need you now, > in a > > month, in 6 months. . .don’t leave them! > > I think we will all be OK eventually. It will just take some of us longer > to > > work through our grief. > > Take care of yourself, Shell. > > Sylvia
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I haven’t cried the *big-one* yet! I’m definitely due. my poor son has been in and out of school since last week, one day , I’ll let him go, and the next day, I can’t bring myself to do it. today, I did an experiment, I kept him with me, (and my niece that I nanny), we tried to do the "normal" things, go for pizza, go for a walk, etc…., I found my anxiety not much more relieved than when he was in school. this thing is bigger than me, BUT, I still had to go thru the *process*, something a few well-meaning folk tried to interfere with. my husband included. comments went from, "what are you running from?" to "you can’t live in a box", "our son died at 20, we know how it would feel", "where is your faith?", and it goes on and on. number 1, I have great faith, I know the score, but I didn’t get to "surrender" yet, if I wanted to "run", I wouldn’t have been in church, 9:00 a.m. this past Sunday, I would have been at my cousin’s house in the Adirondacks!! ( I live in Brooklyn), my son is ONLY FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it’s my natural and first instinct to protect!!!!!!!!! It’s been real, real tough. we have been blessed as we didn’t lose anyone, not this time. but it’s scary out there. God Bless Us All "SYLV77" <syl…@aol.com> wrote in message
news:20010919183436.04149.00000421@mb-ms.aol.com… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> (((((((Shell))))))) > I am happy to hear everyone you know is OK. > But I understand your feelings. What is "normal?" Waiting for war to be > declared? Waiting for another attack? This is what I am doing right now. > Your husband’s explanation of suffering from "free floating anxiety" is a good > description of what many of us are going through. > And, as you describe, life goes on for those of us who haven’t been directly > affected. My parents lived through WWII. It’s hard to remember that many of > the events in their lives that they have described to me went on while our > nation was at war. The war was always in the background. > I hope you feel better soon. Someone else has described the stages of grief; > I think I’m still in stage number 1. I know it happened, but I still find it > hard to believe. I want to do *something*, anything to help, but I can’t. I > can’t donate blood, I have no extra money to give, I don’t know anyone directly > affected I could talk to. > And if anyone does know anyone who has suffered a loss, please, please, please > get in contact with him/her. And stay in contact. When you first suffer a > loss, everyone is there. After a few weeks, most of them think that you’re > "over it" now and leave you alone. The grieving person will need you now, in a > month, in 6 months. . .don’t leave them! > I think we will all be OK eventually. It will just take some of us longer to > work through our grief. > Take care of yourself, Shell. > Sylvia
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(((((((Shell))))))) I am happy to hear everyone you know is OK. But I understand your feelings. What is "normal?" Waiting for war to be declared? Waiting for another attack? This is what I am doing right now. Your husband’s explanation of suffering from "free floating anxiety" is a good description of what many of us are going through. And, as you describe, life goes on for those of us who haven’t been directly affected. My parents lived through WWII. It’s hard to remember that many of the events in their lives that they have described to me went on while our nation was at war. The war was always in the background. I hope you feel better soon. Someone else has described the stages of grief; I think I’m still in stage number 1. I know it happened, but I still find it hard to believe. I want to do *something*, anything to help, but I can’t. I can’t donate blood, I have no extra money to give, I don’t know anyone directly affected I could talk to. And if anyone does know anyone who has suffered a loss, please, please, please get in contact with him/her. And stay in contact. When you first suffer a loss, everyone is there. After a few weeks, most of them think that you’re "over it" now and leave you alone. The grieving person will need you now, in a month, in 6 months. . .don’t leave them! I think we will all be OK eventually. It will just take some of us longer to work through our grief. Take care of yourself, Shell. Sylvia
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On Wed, 19 Sep 2001 13:40:36 GMT, Shell <smin…@epix.net> wrote: >And so everyone is OK yet we are not OK and the definition for that >simple word as so many things has forever been altered. >I’m sorry for rambling. I guess I needed to get this out. Perhaps this >is not an MS symptom, perhaps I’ll be OK. Maybe we all will. >Take Care Shell
Shell, When I was in college, I had the very distinguished privilege of meeting with and attending a lecture by Elizabeth Kubler-Ross, author of ‘On Death and Dying’. The 5 stages of grief that she defined in her book can be applied to almost every situation of loss—from losing a job, losing one’s home, being denied health coverage—to losing a pet, a spouse or child—and yes, even terrorists attacks. shock and denial grief, anger and resentment, bargaining and dialog depression acceptance Everyone moves through these stages at a different rate and each person has his or her own personal brand of mourning. Perhaps your son plays the music he does because it is comforting to him…those old tunes have remained the same, when so much else has changed. That he plays your favorite is simply a loving gesture for you:) A week after the attack, some people will have already moved into acceptance….others will still be mournful and tearful…and still others angry and confused. Be patient with yourself in recognizing where you are with your healing. If everyone else says they are OK (denial, maybe) when you are still crying , well….that’s fine, too. Best wishes…Rhonda
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((((Shell)))) Being so personally unattached, meaning I knew no one directly involved in NY, I cannot imagine the stress you went through. My thoughts are with you and yours! — Take Care : ) JulieD Happiness is 9/10ths perception and 1/10th reality – - Unknown "Shell" <smin…@epix.net> wrote in message
news:3BA8A064.38E21EC2@epix.net… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> As I write this I’m still weeping. And what’s really sad is I’m not sure > if it’s because of the MS or because I live in PA not far from one plane > crash, 2hrs. from Washington and 4-5 hrs from NY. > They keep telling us we must be strong and not let terrorism change our > lives. They always tell us this. They told us this when Oklahoma City > was bombed by hate and once again. But we didn’t declare war that time. > Why? Are we not fighting for humanity? For Peace? I just don’t > understand. > Yes, I was angry, but war is not the solution for isn’t that the enemy? > Inhumanity, Hate, Violence. > Sept. 11, 2001 started off like any other day here in PA. The sky with > no clouds was so blue, the air matched it’s color, crisp, with a nip of > Fall. I was on my way to pick up some items for my son’s 14th birthday. > I turned on the TV to check the weather and_____the frantic calls. Our > oldest son in Jersey City, our niece in Manhattan, my brother traveling, > and on and on. > The most important word that day became OK. > I called my brother but got nothing but dead space, dead air. He called > me a few hours later to say in was in VA. and OK. > My sister-in-law called to tell me she had received an e-mail from our > niece. She was going to stay with friends in Upper Manhattan because her > apt. was to close to___but she was OK. And her husband in Florida was > OK. > Our oldest son in Jersey City sent an e-mail saying "I just can’t get > around this thing, I leave the apt. and there it is this gaping hole in > the NY city skyline" But he and his girl are OK. > But today, everything is back to ‘the normal routine’ > My sons 11 and 14 are at school. The youngest plays the trumpet and > piano. He has been composing music, sad and hypnotic. He has bouts of > anger and crying but he talks about his feelings. So he is OK. > My other son is reserved. He has delved into his studies and Jazz > music. John Coltrane and Miles Davis stream out of his room. He picks up > his tenor saxophone and strains of "Nature Boy" drift down the stairs. > He knows this is one of my favorite songs. He seems so removed as if > nothing has happened. I’m worried. So I ask him if he is OK and he says, > I’m fine, Mom I’m OK. > Today, my niece asks me "What the hell is normal?" She is young and > beautiful and scared."They want us to get back to our routine, but what > is that exactly" > Today, I call my husband and he cannot seem to converse. Space between > my words. I ask him if he’s all right and he lets out a soft chuckle and > says, "I’m suffering from free floating anxiety" then everything falls > silent again. > And so everyone is OK yet we are not OK and the definition for that > simple word as so many things has forever been altered. > I’m sorry for rambling. I guess I needed to get this out. Perhaps this > is not an MS symptom, perhaps I’ll be OK. Maybe we all will. > Take Care Shell
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On Wed, 19 Sep 2001 13:40:36 GMT, Shell <smin…@epix.net> wrote: }I’m sorry for rambling. I guess I needed to get this out. Perhaps this }is not an MS symptom, perhaps I’ll be OK. Maybe we all will.
((((((((((((((((((Shell)))))))))))))))))) That’s all I have to offer, Shell. 
— Joan The main cash crop on the planet Mercury is gluten. The natives are looking at aspartame as an alternate.
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In article <3BA8A064.38E21…@epix.net>, Shell <smin…@epix.net> wrote: > As I write this I’m still weeping. And what’s really sad is I’m not sure > I’m sorry for rambling. I guess I needed to get this out. Perhaps this > is not an MS symptom, perhaps I’ll be OK. Maybe we all will. > Take Care Shell
hi shell, i do know what you mean. i have to constantly fight back the tears. things have changed. times have changed. i guess nothing stays the same. i agree with your niece. what the hell is normal?? i’m rambling………… ramble on rose. (grateful dead song) peggy — veni, vidi, velcro i came, i saw, i stuck around
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As I write this I’m still weeping. And what’s really sad is I’m not sure if it’s because of the MS or because I live in PA not far from one plane crash, 2hrs. from Washington and 4-5 hrs from NY. They keep telling us we must be strong and not let terrorism change our lives. They always tell us this. They told us this when Oklahoma City was bombed by hate and once again. But we didn’t declare war that time. Why? Are we not fighting for humanity? For Peace? I just don’t understand. Yes, I was angry, but war is not the solution for isn’t that the enemy? Inhumanity, Hate, Violence. Sept. 11, 2001 started off like any other day here in PA. The sky with no clouds was so blue, the air matched it’s color, crisp, with a nip of Fall. I was on my way to pick up some items for my son’s 14th birthday. I turned on the TV to check the weather and_____the frantic calls. Our oldest son in Jersey City, our niece in Manhattan, my brother traveling, and on and on. The most important word that day became OK. I called my brother but got nothing but dead space, dead air. He called me a few hours later to say in was in VA. and OK. My sister-in-law called to tell me she had received an e-mail from our niece. She was going to stay with friends in Upper Manhattan because her apt. was to close to___but she was OK. And her husband in Florida was OK. Our oldest son in Jersey City sent an e-mail saying "I just can’t get around this thing, I leave the apt. and there it is this gaping hole in the NY city skyline" But he and his girl are OK. But today, everything is back to ‘the normal routine’ My sons 11 and 14 are at school. The youngest plays the trumpet and piano. He has been composing music, sad and hypnotic. He has bouts of anger and crying but he talks about his feelings. So he is OK. My other son is reserved. He has delved into his studies and Jazz music. John Coltrane and Miles Davis stream out of his room. He picks up his tenor saxophone and strains of "Nature Boy" drift down the stairs. He knows this is one of my favorite songs. He seems so removed as if nothing has happened. I’m worried. So I ask him if he is OK and he says, I’m fine, Mom I’m OK. Today, my niece asks me "What the hell is normal?" She is young and beautiful and scared."They want us to get back to our routine, but what is that exactly" Today, I call my husband and he cannot seem to converse. Space between my words. I ask him if he’s all right and he lets out a soft chuckle and says, "I’m suffering from free floating anxiety" then everything falls silent again. And so everyone is OK yet we are not OK and the definition for that simple word as so many things has forever been altered. I’m sorry for rambling. I guess I needed to get this out. Perhaps this is not an MS symptom, perhaps I’ll be OK. Maybe we all will. Take Care Shell
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