The Ups and Downs of Life in the 20th Century
It has been a long time since I posted and mostly due to my own self pity, boredom and laziness. I am still not working and my online web work is null and void. The site I was writing for went down due to the horrible state of our combined finances. I have tried to do my own page but it just won’t seem to gel and comes across and just another blog page. Am still thinking and trying to come up with a good idea for a working paying web site but can’t seem to get inspired. I had an interview the other day for a job with the state of NV but once again the fix was in or so it seemed when a young 20 something girl came in after me and knew one of the interviewers personally so I did not even get passed the first cut of applicants. My gut tells me the job will come up again in a few months when she doesn’t pass her 90 day probation due to poor attendance or lack of ability to learn the workings of a major government office and it’s procedures. I will keep trying since our illustrious Congress voted down extending unemployment benefits for the millions of hard-working people who can not find a job. One more promise made by our president to put people back to work. Hmmm glad I didn’t vote.
Mother’s Day came and went without much fan fare and so did Father’s Day. Hubs got the TV and stereo system upgraded with a new remote and things are working pretty good and we are also waiting for Apple to get shit together so he can get his new phone.
I did however get a new buddy. His name is Toby and he is a 3-year-old Maltese and is just the best pup ever. Smart loving easy to take care of and my shadow. 
This is Toby and all of our other animals love him too even the cats.
My son is home from college for the summer and is working at Office Max he is lucky to have a permanent spot there since he is really good with computers and people. He is only working part-time but is still something to save for when he goes back to school at the end of August. He is going to live off campus this coming year and so may not be back for a while since he would still have to pay rent and expenses to get home and back so Christmas will be the first without him. We are thinking about getting him a car so he has his own transportation at school and can drive there and back and not be dependent on airlines. It will take him longer to get here but won’t cost much more if we can get a car with good mileage.
I miss my Dad as usual this time of year and for some reason it is harder not easier and he has been gone for about 18 years. It might be because my Mom just turned 78 and we have not talked in more time than I can remember. Her choice not mine since I have called and left messages and she doesn’t call back. Her loss not mine.
There are so many things going on that are really pissing me off lately and the anger is not healthy I know and I try to not let it affect me. The state of unemployment, the loss of homes, the health system and the oil spill that seems to have been ignored from the beginning and now is so bad it can’t be ignored but is still not being stopped. Just blow the damn thing up and close the hole that simple. Our country is just so disappointing right now I can’t even begin to sort out my feelings. I still try to do kind things for people and help in any way I can and not get caught up in all of the negative energy outside of my own little world but it has always been hard for me to detach myself from the world around me.
Well enough of the pity party for now things will get better all happens for a reason and soon it will come to light. Take care all who read my blog pass it around and comment good or bad input is helpful.
Remember always DO LIFE NOW PAY IT FORWARD AND THE MORE YOU SMELL THE FLOWERS THE LESS THEY MAKE YOU SNEEZE. <3
My Letter to Violence Unsilenced
The story below was posted on the site ran by MaggieDammit called Violence Unsilenced back in August of 2009. The work this woman does to help those who have survived abuse of any kind by those who say they love us is not only amazing but so needed. I am a survivor of abuse but it took me many years of pain and more abuse, both self-induced and from others, to find a way to stop it from happening in my life. The awakening came right after my third son was born and I turned 40 years and I don’t know if the two events are connected but that is when it happened. Please feel free to leave a comment here on my page.
I am a survivor from birth. I am the product of a shotgun wedding, literally. My mother hated me for ruining her life and let me know this fact my entire life and still does. My father loved me in spite of his dreams being crushed and lost. As a little girl, I was molested by the 60 something year old father of my babysitter, who was also a “friend” of my parents. In the 50’s, this kind of thing was not only NOT talked about it was not even known about. He coerced me into not telling, I was eight what did I know? Totally by accident when I was having a bath I let it slip that when my mom washed me it tickled like it did when “he” touched me there. The reaction was immediate and it was made clear that I had done something wrong and that I was a bad girl. It stayed with me forever, well almost. I never really knew what was done to him if anything, but I was sent back to that house for a while since it was summer and there seemed to be no one else to take care of me. Needless to say the climate turned very cold to me while I was there.
That was the beginning of my abusive life and it took me until I was 40 years old to understand that I was not a bad person. You see I blocked it out of my mind or at least my conscious mind. My first two husbands were abusers and that seemed okay since I had no feelings of self-worth, even though I worked and had a great relationship with fellow employees, friends and bosses. I was also a self abuser and there are regrets about things I did not do while I was younger. Something good did come out of the two bad marriages, I have three wonderful sons, who love me and care for me and cherish me. They are grown and two of them have children of their own that they cherish and love as I have loved them. My experience did teach me that no one should be made to feel that they are a burden, an eyesore, undeserving of unconditional love, especially children.
I have gotten over the molestation with help but I am still not over the rejection my mother has given me my entire life. It still hurts and I still cry and I still can’t give up trying to make her love me. I know in my heart that will never change. My dad and my brother have both told me this but I can’t help myself. I am a mom and so is she so why not to me.
I now have a very loving, caring and selfless husband who spoils me and only wants me to be happy and feel loved. He tells me constantly that I am smart, loving, strong and a person who is precious. So in closing I would just like to say that I am a survivor and part of surviving is not giving up on trying to change those you love and yourself. It is when we look at ourselves as victims that we give up trying. We give up everything and everyone in our lives and those who may come into our lives. My dad passed away many years ago, but he is still with me and keeps me strong in his love. I feel it mostly when I feel the hurt comes back about the beginning and I know that he will always be happy he made the choice he did to be my dad.
Well Maggie, I am crying now but they are tears of relief and yes joy. I hope this helps others and me too.
Take care and bless you for doing this great work.
Darlene
Long Time Silent
Well I did a really good long blog post yesterday saved it in draft several times and then hit publish and whoossshhh it disappeared just like that thanks world press. I just looked into using Microsoft site for blogging and realized it is google and sorry but am not giving them my phone number for verification. They can use my email address so not going there. Guess for now I will be stuck here but am looking for something better and more efficient.
So to try and redo what I wrote yesterday. Not an easy task since my writing style is generally from the cuff so to speak and once written it tends to leave the memory. Not efficient I know but so it is.
Since the beginning of the year I have had several social set backs both in real life and in virtual life. I was involved in an altercation with a neighbor in February then in March my husband had another altercation with the same family and as a result their teenage daughter and her friends threw rocks at our bedroom windows and broke 4 out of 5 of them. No proof and so now we have security cameras on our garage and new windows in our bedroom. On the upside I had the new windows made with a greylite glass on the outside and so it should help with cutting down the heat in the summer since our bedroom faces the west with no shade from 11am until around 7pm every day. It has already made a huge difference since now I have some very nice sheer curtains in the windows and have some natural light during the day instead of darkness. There has been a lot of verbal support from the authorities but not much else. Not a high priority.
On the social internet front I have cut down on my tweeting and am no longer writing for the music website due to unforeseen financial circumstances and issues regarding my lack of ability to concentrate. The latter is due I am sure to the trauma experienced from the confrontation. I am getting my thought process back and hopefully it will be better.
This past weekend I watched Avatar and I am stricken, mesmerized, enchanted, enthralled and also disenchanted. I want to live on Pandora and become a Navi or live and be something similar. I have always had hope that this world of ours would someday become what it was but have recently come to the conclusion it is a long ways past saving. We are simply filling time and taking up space until this round globe implodes or explodes or just goes dead. I cry for my children and their children and their children. I have three sons and three grandchildren and it hurts my heart to think of what we have done to the place they call home and how innocent they are to what lay ahead of them in their lives. The spirits are still here among us waiting to help us find the way to contentment and peace but I am sad to say not enough of us are listening and those of us who are will continue to go unheard as so are they. I am going to close for now but with these words that I always try hard to live by:
Remember a smile is free to give but priceless to receive so give someone a smile and it will enrich many others including yourself.
Long Time Away
Wow I didn’t realize it has been since just before Christmas that I last posted to my blog. So much has happened since then I may not be able to put it all on here today. Christmas and New Years came and went, my #3 son and I had our first champagne toast on New Years Eve 2010 just before he left for college in Georgia. He will be home in June for the summer, hopefully work and then back to Georgia and not sure if he is going to be coming home again at Thanksgiving. He is talking about living off campus and getting a job in Savannah so if that happens coming home will be less often. I miss him and yet I also have a sense of freedom from the worry of having him here all the time. A mom never really stops worrying but when the children leave home it is easier after a while.
In February there was a situation with a neighbor which was pretty bad and it escalated in March and we had major damage done to our home as a result. The repairs took almost all of our tax return so things we had planned on doing were delayed again until who knows when. I am just starting to feel safe again more as each day passes. Karma will pay it forward to these cruel people who have no respect for others or themselves.
I still do not have a job and there doesn’t seem to be any light at the end of the tunnel, in fact I can’t even see the tunnel itself it is so dark on the job front. I am trying to find a way to fill my time with positive things. I have tried to become a foster parent for animals abandoned by people who have left them after losing their homes but that hasn’t worked out either. I am working part time for a groomer on the barter system for pet food and grooming for my cat. That keeps me busy but is hard since I want to bring most of the dogs home with me.
It is hard for me to not be bitter these days with issues such as the oil spill in the gulf of mexico, the people of Iceland who are suffering with the volcano explosions and no one seeming to care about helping them but crying poor me over lose of revenue from loss of air flights and giving so much to Haiti. What makes the people of Iceland less deserving than the Haitians? In my opinion the Icelanders are more deserving. They are hard working, honest, giving and caring people who would help any stranger not like the Haitians who would cut your throat, rape any woman and steal the shirt off of your back just because they can. The Haitian people have been given money and help for years and still have not changed their way of life and never will. It really makes me sick.
I just watched Avatar. I have not been touched by a movie since I first saw Dangerous Minds which is now one of my favorite movies and I watch it anytime I can when it is on TV even with commercials. I know some may say that there is no similarity but think about it. Both movies are about hope, faith, love, trust and most of all life and what we do with our time and what we believe in for ourselves and our future.
With all of the mess going on in this world of ours and no one really seeming to care about changing it I want to go to Pandora and be a Navi.
I do believe and have always believed in the existence of other worlds, spirits and the power of love of life. In a perfect world this is how we all could live and be and survive maybe someday maybe somehow. Enough for now going to watch Mr. Destiny with the hubs, it is one of his favorite movies and there is absolutely nothing worth watching on the tube but that is for another day. My opinion of the current television viewing choices and the effect it has on our minds.
Take care for now and remember: a smile is free to give but priceless to receive so give someone a smile it will make both of you feel much better.
My Letter to Violence Unsilenced
The story below was posted on the site ran by MaggieDammit called Violence Unsilenced back in August of 2009. The work this woman does to help those who have survived abuse of any kind by those who say they love us is not only amazing but so needed. I am a survivor of abuse but it took me many years of pain and more abuse, both self-induced and from others, to find a way to stop it from happening in my life. The awakening came right after my third son was born and I turned 40 years and I don’t know if the two events are connected but that is when it happened. Please feel free to leave a comment here on my page.
I am a survivor from birth. I am the product of a shotgun wedding, literally. My mother hated me for ruining her life and let me know this fact my entire life and still does. My father loved me in spite of his dreams being crushed and lost. As a little girl, I was molested by the 60 something year old father of my babysitter, who was also a “friend” of my parents. In the 50’s, this kind of thing was not only NOT talked about it was not even known about. He coerced me into not telling, I was eight what did I know? Totally by accident when I was having a bath I let it slip that when my mom washed me it tickled like it did when “he” touched me there. The reaction was immediate and it was made clear that I had done something wrong and that I was a bad girl. It stayed with me forever, well almost. I never really knew what was done to him if anything, but I was sent back to that house for a while since it was summer and there seemed to be no one else to take care of me. Needless to say the climate turned very cold to me while I was there.
That was the beginning of my abusive life and it took me until I was 40 years old to understand that I was not a bad person. You see I blocked it out of my mind or at least my conscious mind. My first two husbands were abusers and that seemed okay since I had no feelings of self-worth, even though I worked and had a great relationship with fellow employees, friends and bosses. I was also a self abuser and there are regrets about things I did not do while I was younger. Something good did come out of the two bad marriages, I have three wonderful sons, who love me and care for me and cherish me. They are grown and two of them have children of their own that they cherish and love as I have loved them. My experience did teach me that no one should be made to feel that they are a burden, an eyesore, undeserving of unconditional love, especially children.
I have gotten over the molestation with help but I am still not over the rejection my mother has given me my entire life. It still hurts and I still cry and I still can’t give up trying to make her love me. I know in my heart that will never change. My dad and my brother have both told me this but I can’t help myself. I am a mom and so is she so why not to me.
I now have a very loving, caring and selfless husband who spoils me and only wants me to be happy and feel loved. He tells me constantly that I am smart, loving, strong and a person who is precious. So in closing I would just like to say that I am a survivor and part of surviving is not giving up on trying to change those you love and yourself. It is when we look at ourselves as victims that we give up trying. We give up everything and everyone in our lives and those who may come into our lives. My dad passed away many years ago, but he is still with me and keeps me strong in his love. I feel it mostly when I feel the hurt comes back about the beginning and I know that he will always be happy he made the choice he did to be my dad.
Well Maggie, I am crying now but they are tears of relief and yes joy. I hope this helps others and me too.
Take care and bless you for doing this great work.
Darlene
AMAZING ANGELS
I am blessed. I am so thankful it makes me cry. I can be unreasonable hardheaded confrontational opinionated loud mouthed caring giving freely of my love concern material things even if I have little to share but I have recently met some people who have less than I and are still the most amazing angels I have ever heard of or had the honor of people connected to. I have to first and foremost thank my Hubs for convincing cajoling and insisting to me to join twitter. He had been on this network for months and I resisted until April of 2009. It has been the most influential uplifting inspirational fun silly tearful learning experience of my life.
I learned early to limit my followers and those I follow mostly out of the concern to be able to keep up with who I was tweeting to and also to keep the riff raff marketers out my life. If I want information on things to buy or sell or hear about how great someones selling skills are I can find it myself. My initial purpose of joining twitter was well amusement really. I have been amused I have laughed I have cried and I have met some of the wisest most inspirational people ever. I now have facebook pages for myself and other causes or issues that I feel strongly about and for which just a kind word means everything.
If anyone wants to meet these incredible people or find new directions to take their lives that includes positive energy follow me on twitter or facebook. With that I am going to close this post but will end by saying DO LIFE NOW AND PAY IT FORWARD.
In A Perfect World – Why Not A Perfect World
I had thought about starting a new blog page titled whynotaperctworld but decided to include my thoughts on that subject here and not start a new page. I have too many pages already and have recently imported my BlogSpot pages into this one. You will see my Just Me, My Life With Migraines here as well.
The title of this post “In a perfect world – Why not a perfect world” is something I have thought about, preached about, discussed with many and even argued with many over my lifetime. You see I was a prodigy of sorts. Having been born in the early 50′s 1951 to be exact it was a time of rebirth after WWII and the country, the world and my little town thought that all was safe and sound after that war to end all wars was won. I laughed; war will never end because we do not live in a PERFECT WORLD.
When I was old enough to understand the world around me my initial instincts were to run away. It seemed that all around me was chaos, negative feelings, people who only thought selfish thoughts and lied. I remember feeling or hearing in my mind the words “In a perfect world” there would be happiness, love, peace and fun. As I grew older those thoughts would change to include balance in all things like nature, humanity, religion and most of love. Love seems to be the one thing that can be so confusing, illusive, conflicting, hurtful, fulfilling and hard to find and hold onto.
In a perfect world we would know how to deal with anxiety without medications, deal with differences without jealousy, anger or rejection. In a perfect world what material things we have would be obtained based on need not want and they would stand up to the lifetime of usefulness not on the whimes of marketers who decide they need it to be better, prettier, faster or more expensive in order to pay for the new house or car for the CEO or Owner who already has more than he could ever use or need.
I started this post 10 days ago. I was right in the middle of a really severe sick period and the fever was too high to allow my brain to function. Thus I am going to try to finish this during the day today 10/24/09. So much has happened in the past 10 days, some good, some more than bad, some foreseen and some unexpected. Isn’t that life’s definition of a normal day? In a perfect world this would not be the case. There would be none of the before mentioned occurrences in our lives. How BORING??!! It may be safer, easier, kinder, gentler, healthier etc. etc etc. but it would not be BETTER nor would it? Some total idealists believe that a perfect world is where there is no suffering, pain, illness, war, poverty, etc. This world we live in, this round piece of rock floating in the atmosphere could not continue to exist if that were true. The circle/cycle of balance insists that all things must end. For life to continue there must be an end to life for all. That may be a harsh reality for some to accept but it is true. But I am getting ahead of myself here since I have not given a definition to the term “a perfect world” or is there really a definition of “a perfect world”?
A PERFECT WORLD?? There can be and are an infinite number of definitions to those words. To even begin lets break it down.
PERFECT is in itself unattainable. There is nothing that is perfect and the imperfection of all things is what makes all things unique. Humans have tried since the beginning of time to find perfection and will continue until the end of time. We as humans cannot accept the fact of imperfection being a unique and precious part of who we are. Even other living things are imperfect but they accept that imperfection as part of life.
WORLD again is defined by us as humans in several ways. It can be considered the rock we live on, the city we live in, the family, friends, coworkers and people we surround ourselves with everyday, even just ourselves. Our world can be as large or small as we allow. If we keep our world small to include just a select few, can we make it perfect, controlled unaffected by life’s cycle? Maybe!!BUT NOT!! There will always be intrusions into our worlds to which we have no control over and which will destroy our definition or idea of a perfect world.
So why even approach the subject? Because it is there and I believe others have asked this question themselves and may have or may not have broached it to others or even asked themselves the question out loud. I have and still do ask this and other questions of myself and sometimes others, but only if I feel safe *smile* in knowing I won’t be vilified or ridiculed by those others for saying the words out loud. A perfect world is real, it is surreal, and it is what we make it ourselves either in our minds, in our hopes dreams and aspirations. It cannot be nor will it ever be the same for everyone. The balance of life will not allow us as humans to control all things. The balance of life will take over at some point in time and make its own mark on humanity. It will adjust the balance we have undone and bring all things back to a sustainable existence. Humanity is not the controller, Humanity is just a part of the puzzle we call this world. The perfect world we seek can only be realized inside our minds eye or in our sleeping dreams. We can try to make our days better with consideration, respect, compassion, sharing of ideas, curiosity, acceptance of the circle of life and in the end death. We are not the end all of a perfect world we are not the beginning of a perfect world we are but a part of the circle and the balance is ours to keep.
My Egyptian Zodiac Sign
 SATISPeace-loving and tolerant, receptive to wealth, analytical and science-minded, tender towards those who are not ignorant, can sometimes be angry. Colors: male: deep red, female: deep blue Role: Goddess who protected the sources of the Nile and goddess of the cataract at the border of Egypt and Nubia What is Your Egyptian Zodiac Sign? |
Sad Day Good Friend Gone
Today is a sad day and yet a day of release and some joy. Prince a long time friend and member of our family is now sleeping with the animal angels and his mom Friskie and brother Tiger. He was almost 16 years old and his kidneys finally gave out. My husband and my son said their goodbyes last night and I took him to the vet this morning at 8:00am and he confirmed what I knew and called my son to just let him know that to try to treat Mr. Prince with IVs and drugs would only prolong the pain and not be the best or kindest way to have him live. Wyatt knew this but it was easier to handle coming from a doctor and I do not fault him for needing that assurance from a professional. I said my goodbyes at the vet and kissed him and said goodnight to him and then let him go. We are having his ashes put in an oak container and will put him on the mantle next to his mom and his brother. There is one more left of my feline family, Rainbow who is also 16 but doing fine now that she is on medication for her thyroid. We will see how much more quality time she has but we know her time will come and when it does she too will sit with her brothers and her mom.
This loss has made me relive memories of my childhood, pets I had, experiences with my friends and family and losses. I miss my Dad my biggest loss. I received an email from my dearest and longest friend today, it was a link to what is now the local newspaper only available by elink, the hard copy version is no longer in business it closed after almost 100 years last month. Thanks to her thoughtfulness I am now going to be getting the e-link newspaper on a regular basis and have met someone else from my hometown who also knows by dear friend. It is still amazing to me how when you least expect it and need it most the power provide us with kindness, friendship and love. I have found so much of that support from the twitter friends I now have and even though the chances of me ever really meeting them in the flesh are slim I will always keep them in my heart and my memories. They have given me joy, support and most of all love in it’s purest form with no judgement, strings or payback expected. Thank you all my friends.
I sit now in my new chair, one that actually fits me after having one big enough for a 400 pound man, and type these feelings to relieve my pain and to share with those who care for me. I am trying to stay busy but am drained from the emotion of this morning and so have to do what I can in spurts of energy. I am fighting off a migraine since the pressure outside is intense as well as the clouds and the humidity. Fitting weather to match my inner feelings. The sun is trying to stay out of the clouds and the temperature is rising, it is noon and already 103*, supposed to be up to 112* by end of the day. Heat warnings are out for the entire southern Nevada and Mojave area. If it weren’t for the humidity, the heat would be fine, this is after all the desert and should be hotter than most places. I love the desert and the heat. I smile at that thought since for the last few days of his glorious life, Mr. Prince would stay outside, not willing to come in where it was cool, and sleep under my butterfly vine in the back yard. The dirt was moist from morning watering and there was lots of shade and I think the smell of those fragrant flowers soothed him. He will be with many flowers now happy chasing birds and with no pain from anything. I miss him and his constant meowing which never bothered me but bothered annoyed others in the household. His way of saying hey I am here give me more attention. (smile)
My son can’t decide what to do with himself today. He isn’t going to work and I am not up to driving him to far away stores to window shop. No money to spend and can’t deal with seeing things I might want or need and not being able to buy them. I do have to go get dog and cat food today hopefully if it has been delivered to the pet store/groomer. I will call in a while to make sure it is there. Son is now taking a shower I am hoping he decides to go to work but not getting hopes up since he feels his mood would not be good for customers and job attitude for sales at work. Better to stay home but I feel differently, just me, keeping busy and mind off feelings is how I deal better with negative feelings.
Well it is now 5:30pm and dinner is done except for the clean up. I am feeling better and I have also had some very precious friends send me condolences and positive vibrations to help me through this day of sadness. I am now going to finally post this to my page after a day long entry of feelings and memories and just plain dumping. Tomorrow will be a better day, I am having lunch with a lovely lady and her son, someone I have only known a short time here in Las Vegas but who is very dear and who I am pleased to call a friend. Time marches on and the memories flow at will if we let them good or bad we must embrace them even if they brings tears not smiles. They are a part of who we are and who we may still become.
My Life With Migraines
My name is Darlene Blair, I am 57 years old and I have had migraines since I was 13 years old. The following is the history of my life with migraines. There maybe gaps in the timeline due to the fact that I am trying to tell 45 years of experiences because of the length of time I am trying to remember but believe that the information I am giving is true and correct, even though some of it may seem unbelievable.
When I started having migraines as a teen the term migraine was not a recognized medical term but migraines were considered to be mostly an exaggeration of just a normal headache. This was 1964, and the only subscribed remedy from doctors was to take an over the counter pain reliever. This consisted of either aspirin, bufferin or Excedrin. My choice was aspirin and due to school rules I was forced to take them without water. Needless to say I was taking them by the handfuls on most days when the headache was a 10+ in severity. The result of this treatment was the aspirin burned my stomach and eliminated most or all of my natural digestive enzymes used to digest food. For the next 10 years that was my only treatment and I was forced to live in a world where there were days of being restricted to bed.
In the mid 1970’s, I found a doctor who diagnosed me with migraine headaches. He prescribed cafergot and I thought I had finally found relief. Not the case, since this drug was not only extremely addictive but overtime I built up a resistance to it. One day in 1979 I awoke with one of my worst headaches and started to take the cafergot. By mid day, I realized I had taken over 12 of them, and fell asleep. Upon awakening, I looked up the drug in a medical book and found that each pill equaled drinking a full pot of coffee. That meant I had drank 12 pots of coffee and fallen asleep. Needless to say that scared me beyond belief. I immediately through the rest of my prescription away and thought that I had lost all hope of help and relief.
A few months later, a woman I knew told me she also had migraines and that she was seeing a chiropractor who had helped her tremendously. I immediately called and made an appointment to see him. I had never gone to a chiropractor before and thought it could not hurt. This doctor was a miracle worker and one of a kind. He took a full x-ray of my body, had me fill out a medical and physical history that consisted of approximately 20 pages and then we had an hour consultation. At the end of the consultation he informed me that I had a condition called scoliosis and that was part of the cause of my migraines. The other cause was my diet. He put me on a detox program consisting of herbs and supplements that he had helped develop and informed me that I had to stop eating all foods containing any sulfates, nitrates and foods that were processed or had preservatives in it. The detox program lasted for 6 weeks and when I returned I was given another herbal program to take on a daily basis. The other part of his treatment was a form of acupressure. He used a small metal air type hand tool that he would place behind my left ear and on my left hip. He would then gently “punch” me there and then run his fingers lightly down my spine. For the first 2 months, I visited him 2 times a week and then 1 time a week for the next 3 months. After that I only visited him to get refills on my supplements and when I needed an adjustment. It was a MIRACLE. Because of Dr. Paul, I only had a migraine 3 or 4 times in the next 4 years. Those were caused any action that would cause my back to be misaligned which would restrict my spinal fluid to not flow properly. Unfortunately I have never been able to find a doctor that practices this same type of treatment or medicine even though I have tried and visited doctors who claim to provide this type of treatment but were lying.
Since then I have been trying every medication that comes out and to no avail. The only thing that helps is fiorcet. I have found that a combination of calcium and magnesium helps and a new doctor has me taking 500 mg of B-2 everyday which has really helped. My headaches have now decreased in severity and occurrences due to the B-2.
To be continued.
