Thursday, September 23, 2010

God, I love my commenters.

Example of mood swings: Luis, down below, is sweet and caring and incredibly comforting.

And then along comes Anon, who, with piercing logic, points out that yes, I *am* overthinking this too much, and thinking too much about the worst case, and yes, I might want to pull my head out of my own ass for a bit and look around at the world.

Both of which were exactly what I needed.

Where'd I put those sparkly disco panties? Because I need to pull. them. the hell. up.

10 comments:

Crazed Nitwit said...

I feel ya on that one!!

Anonymous said...

I always shy away from playing matchmaker, and especially blog matchmaker (no not that- if this guy wasn't married I'd push everyone else out of line :)) BUT if you ever feel you're overthinking I offer you Dr.Brian Koffman.

http://bkoffman.blogspot.com/

Though his blog is about his CLL "Brian Koffman's Awesome Transplant and CLL Adventure" he manages to make overthinking almost charming as well as his writing on the Talmud, vegan/raw diet and other topics on the mind of a really good guy. Take. Or leave, thar 'tis. Sending you + + + thoughts. E in LA

Anonymous said...

Do what makes you feel good / as better as can be. If that is the Brit way of putting on those disco panties (it used to be a cup of tea and a stiff upper lip) then go for it. If it is over-thinking it then either do it (or stop it) as makes you feel as good as possible. But for fick's sake don't feel you have to do anything else for anyone else, including those who comment on your blog. Sorry - I come from a British background myself (note use of 'sorry') and just sometimes think that the advice to 'Keep Calm and Carry On" is really for everybody else's benefit. Me? I agree with Tim Brooke-Taylor that a good measure of 'I'm a teapot!, I'm a teapot!' sometimes does the world of good. How much of a measure is up to you, of course :).

messymimi said...

I'm on a retreat, still praying for you, and hope things are improving.

Luis said...

Awwww *blushes* Cheers to you. What a lovely thing to say.

Geosomin said...

Dude.
I totally need a pair of those...:)

Brian said...

"Sparkly Disco Panties" would be a great name for a race horse!

Bowman said...

Hello!

I just wanted to drop a line that I've been reading your blog for about a year now (my family is all medical except me - IT). I don't remember what drew me to your blog (I was looking up some obscure term I think and then got hooked).

About the same time I ran across another blog that you may enjoy. Or may not. The food is good there too though :)

Mausers and Muffins

clairesmum said...

how about the Eleanor Roosevelt quote - A woman is like a teabag - she doesn't know how strong she is until she gets into hot water.

Sparkly disco panties would be a great name for an all girl rock band, too!
Just do what works for you in the moment...and let each moment pass....

inkgrrl said...

I've been sending you good vibes and completely flaking on telling you so - I am so, so sorry. Serious diagnoses suck giant flaming donkey dick. Waiting to receive same is... well, it is what it is. As you know.

And now that you know what it is, I gotta say you're absolutely right. You simply cannot stay in that headspace forever. And you won't. The steel-fanged brain ferrets come and go - I am sad to say that they cannot, in fact, be analyzed to death. So don't beat yourself up when they're gnawing on your brain - the little fuckers are fast - just enjoy the moments when they're not chewing on you. If it's time for you to be a teapot then be a bloody magnificent teapot and carry on.

And also? You Are Going To Be Fine. That said, I wish I had a Blankie of Awesome and Win to give you that would eradicate pain. Pain brings the ferrets.