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	<title>Comments on: Brain/body</title>
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		<title>By: AM1</title>
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		<dc:creator>AM1</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 04:54:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear total stranger on the internet:  ::hug::</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear total stranger on the internet:  ::hug::</p>
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		<title>By: vesta44</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 01:27:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am so sorry you are going through this. And for what it&#039;s worth, when you do venture out shopping, if you need to use the electric cart or a wheelchair, do it. Your safety is more important than what some asshole might think about a fat person riding through the store. I don&#039;t have all the problems you do, but I do have mobility issues, so I use an electric cart when one is available. I heard someone make a comment once, and I told them fine, I&#039;ll walk, and when my back cramps up and I fall on my ass, they can call a fucking forklift to lift my fat ass off the floor because that&#039;s what it would take (at 375 lbs, there aren&#039;t many people who could lift me up if I&#039;m not capable of helping myself). That shut them right up.
Do you qualify for some kind of home health aide? Maybe someone that can take you shopping, make sure you don&#039;t fall, that kind of thing? I know it&#039;s not easy to ask for help, but if it will give you a better quality of life by letting you have more confidence when going out, it might be worth checking into. It&#039;s not giving up, or being defeated by your health, it&#039;s taking care of yourself as best you can, and you deserve that.
As for your parents, if they aren&#039;t going to be there for you, it&#039;s not because of anything that is wrong with you, it&#039;s because of something lacking in them. Believe me, I know this. It&#039;s taken me 30 years to figure out that it wasn&#039;t because of something I had done or was that made me unloved by my mother, it was because she&#039;s a selfish bitch and never should have had kids, ever. Sometimes, the best thing you can do is cut off your family and tell them to go to hell and leave you alone.
I wish I could do more to help, I hate to see people in so much pain, of any kind.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am so sorry you are going through this. And for what it&#8217;s worth, when you do venture out shopping, if you need to use the electric cart or a wheelchair, do it. Your safety is more important than what some asshole might think about a fat person riding through the store. I don&#8217;t have all the problems you do, but I do have mobility issues, so I use an electric cart when one is available. I heard someone make a comment once, and I told them fine, I&#8217;ll walk, and when my back cramps up and I fall on my ass, they can call a fucking forklift to lift my fat ass off the floor because that&#8217;s what it would take (at 375 lbs, there aren&#8217;t many people who could lift me up if I&#8217;m not capable of helping myself). That shut them right up.<br />
Do you qualify for some kind of home health aide? Maybe someone that can take you shopping, make sure you don&#8217;t fall, that kind of thing? I know it&#8217;s not easy to ask for help, but if it will give you a better quality of life by letting you have more confidence when going out, it might be worth checking into. It&#8217;s not giving up, or being defeated by your health, it&#8217;s taking care of yourself as best you can, and you deserve that.<br />
As for your parents, if they aren&#8217;t going to be there for you, it&#8217;s not because of anything that is wrong with you, it&#8217;s because of something lacking in them. Believe me, I know this. It&#8217;s taken me 30 years to figure out that it wasn&#8217;t because of something I had done or was that made me unloved by my mother, it was because she&#8217;s a selfish bitch and never should have had kids, ever. Sometimes, the best thing you can do is cut off your family and tell them to go to hell and leave you alone.<br />
I wish I could do more to help, I hate to see people in so much pain, of any kind.</p>
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		<title>By: Patsy Nevins</title>
		<link>http://thoughtracer.wordpress.com/2008/12/02/brainbody/#comment-772</link>
		<dc:creator>Patsy Nevins</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 01:15:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have nothing grand to say, no answers to give you.  I just wanted to send you healing vibes &amp; positive thoughts, to let you know that I am thinking of you.  I wish we could wave a magic wand to make everything better, but perhaps at least we can connect a little bit &amp; let each other know that we are not completely alone.

Hugs &amp; best wishes to you.  I sincerely hope that you will heal &amp; improve.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have nothing grand to say, no answers to give you.  I just wanted to send you healing vibes &amp; positive thoughts, to let you know that I am thinking of you.  I wish we could wave a magic wand to make everything better, but perhaps at least we can connect a little bit &amp; let each other know that we are not completely alone.</p>
<p>Hugs &amp; best wishes to you.  I sincerely hope that you will heal &amp; improve.</p>
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		<title>By: Sarah</title>
		<link>http://thoughtracer.wordpress.com/2008/12/02/brainbody/#comment-771</link>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 01:07:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi There - I haven&#039;t commented before but wanted to now. I have been in a similar place where you are at the moment and it sucks. I have the same fake membrane on my skull from a brain surgery long ago and a chronic pain condition that took forever to even get an answer to what it was. There are still days when I am so mad knowing that this is not what I signed up for - having no control over what I can do, wondering if I can ever have a career I can excel at when I get incapacitated all the time, doctors who dismiss me, etc. 

But you know how much that all sucks. I won&#039;t try and say (as I am so often told) &quot;things will get better&quot; &quot;everything will be ok&quot;. I just wanted to say that while your experience and my experience are probably miles apart I felt very connected to your writing. The next time I am feeling exhausted by simply existing I won&#039;t feel so alone.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi There &#8211; I haven&#8217;t commented before but wanted to now. I have been in a similar place where you are at the moment and it sucks. I have the same fake membrane on my skull from a brain surgery long ago and a chronic pain condition that took forever to even get an answer to what it was. There are still days when I am so mad knowing that this is not what I signed up for &#8211; having no control over what I can do, wondering if I can ever have a career I can excel at when I get incapacitated all the time, doctors who dismiss me, etc. </p>
<p>But you know how much that all sucks. I won&#8217;t try and say (as I am so often told) &#8220;things will get better&#8221; &#8220;everything will be ok&#8221;. I just wanted to say that while your experience and my experience are probably miles apart I felt very connected to your writing. The next time I am feeling exhausted by simply existing I won&#8217;t feel so alone.</p>
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