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January 24th, 2002

Day Today

Date and Time  - Jan. 24th, 2002, 01:38 am

Current Mood  - tired tired
Current Music  - Ani DiFranco - Little Plastic Castle

[info]zarthon came over this afternoon. We played the evil game a couple of times. He convinced me to give Anne another try. I've got a new appointment with her tomorrow. He also said he was going to help us out with our disability appeal. He's one of my all time bestest friends.

After [info]zarthon left, I got ready to go see [info]freyja. Another person from LiveJournal that I'd never seen IRL. We both got Chai at the Diesel Café (We found a seat immediately after we arrived!!!!) I really enjoy this new habit of meeting lj friends IRL.

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New Bebe Plan

Date and Time  - Jan. 24th, 2002, 01:56 am

Current Mood  - devious devious
Current Music  - Men Without Hats - Safety Dance

I can't deal with another confrontation with Bebe, so my new plan is to be overly-concerned.

Everytime I see her wobbly I've been asking, "are you feeling well? You don't look well. Are you sure your feeling well? Okay, you're sure?".

If I hear her fall down (which she does a lot), I ask, "Are you okay? That didn't sound good. Do you need some help? Are you sure you're okay? Are you really sure, that sounded horrendous."

Everytime she passes out somewhere other than her room or throws up I ask, "Do we need to take you to the hospital again? Are you sure? You don't seem to be okay, are you sure we shouldn't call someone? Are you really sure?"

Every time I'm simply sitting in the kitchen with her, I go on, "Have you called rehab yet today? You know this is going to kill you. You're ripping apart your innards. You're going to die a painful death from internal organ failure if you keep this up much longer, or you might fall over and hurt yourself badly. You know you should really stop."

These aren't things I just mention in passing or occasionally. I'm determined to say something along these lines everytime I see her. No respite! Either I'll drive her into rehab or I'll drive her away. Either is fine with me.

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Some Reading Material

Date and Time  - Jan. 24th, 2002, 08:07 am

Current Mood  - devious devious
Current Music  - traffic

I printed this out and left it on the kitchen table with a note attached that read "Bebe, I thought this might help you. Take care of yourself." I plan to leave some helpful information for her to read every 2 or 3 days. Maybe I can get some pamphlets from Alcoholics Anonymous.

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No Respite

Date and Time  - Jan. 24th, 2002, 12:33 pm


No Respite

I shall widdle your bones
until you are
driven mad

at every turn
I shall be there
picking you apart

your dusty mind
no match for
my determined wrath

to you I give
no respite


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Ways and Means to Cope with Stress

Date and Time  - Jan. 24th, 2002, 01:26 pm

Current Mood  - contemplative contemplative
Current Music  - Billie Holiday - Stormy Weather

At the end of today's therapy session, Anne gave me a sheet entitled "Ways and Means to Cope with Stress". I looked down the list and figured out how each suggestion pertains to me.

Suggestion
My take
Get up earlierGood idea. I can get up with [info]purpleglitter every morning and make her breakfast. I like doing that.
Prepare aheadNot always possible.
Set AppointmentsI do.
Write it downI try to remember. I could probably do a better job, though.
Practice preventative MaintenanceNot always possible.
Say "No" more oftenSomething I should really take to heart. I'm such a pushover.
Set PrioritiesMy priorities are ever shifting.
Avoid Negative PeopleImpossible.
Seek out Positive PeopleGood idea, but hard to do.
Anticipate NeedsNot always possible.
Break down large tasksI try to remember. I could probably do a better job, though.
Look at problems as challengesI'm far too jaded.
Look at challenges differentlyI'm far too jaded.
Unclutter your lifeEasier said than done.
SmileSeems fake, doesn't do much for me.
Prepare for rainNot always possible.
Don't know all the answersI can't help it if I do.
Look for the silver liningI'm far too jaded.
Say something NiceI'm almost always nice to other. Probably too nice.
Walk in the rainI love doing that!
Schedule play timeYes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Be aware of your decisionsI try.
Believe in yourselfI suck and I know it.
Stop talking negativelyEasier said than done.
Stop thinking tomorrow will beHell, maybe it won't. One can only hope.
Have goalsMy goals are ever shifting.
Look at the starsI love the stars. They are so amazingly far away.
Breath slowlyGood relaxation technique. I try to use it occasionally.
Do something newAlways a good idea.
Buy a flowerGood idea.
Smell the flowerOf course.
Do it todayI'm far to much of a procrastinator.
Be optimisticThat would be unrealistic.
Strive for excellenceAnd fail miserably.
Have a plan "B"Always a good idea.
Learn a new songSounds fun.
Get to work earlierNo job.
Eat a meal by candlelightI love doing that!
Remember your optionsWorks when you have some.
Talk less listen moreAlways a good idea. I really talk to much.
Keep a journalThat's what this is.
Drive a different route to workNo job.
DoodleDo that all the time.
Watch a movie and popcornDo that, however, usually without the popcorn.
Stop a bad habitEasier said than done.
Do something newAlready covered this one.
Remember stress is an attitudeWhatever.
Relax, take each day at a timeEasier said than done.
You have the rest of your lifeHowever long or short it may be.


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Gone to Silicon Heaven

Date and Time  - Jan. 24th, 2002, 08:59 pm

Current Mood  - depressed depressed
Current Music  - silence

It appears my computer has left us for a better place. It made a loud click, then blackness. Nothing. No sound. No lights. Nothing. Just the stale smell of ozone hanging in the air.

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