Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Three pounds and three stops...



Now one might ask what that has to do with anything.
Our day away from the devastating reminders of horrors that bombard our brain etchings for evermore…
Finally, I spoke with another regular human who years ago I would have considered a cold S.O.B., but times change and so must I.
She, when asked a few weeks ago about the bombing in Boston and I found myself updating her on the latest, she cut me off, saying she shuts the TV off when the repetition of the horrendous incident replays over and over…
At first I thought, how could she not care to know?
But then, with yesterdays, horrific tornado touching down in Moore OK, I thought as the news played the footage over and over, not unlike the explosions in Boston or the trajectory of the shots that hit President Kennedy that I as a child of thirteen had watched, and of the planes hitting the Twin Towers over and over and us staring at our neighborhood with the news showing the flattening swathe of Hurricane Charley… and the people wandering lost in the aftermath of Katrina and on and on… we all care too much and we have to do something!
If it is healthy or not to see all this over and over again is a very good question, we today protect the children from it, but what makes any adult believe that the affects of seeing it too doesn’t affect us too?
It does!
That is what Post Traumatic Stress Disorder could be based on, seeing horrendous events or being within them over and over again…
After our home was destroyed with us in it after our Hurricane Charley in 2004, I too was diagnosed with a case of PTSD and treated when it took a year to kick in after watching the news footage of Katrina 2005 and having that helpless feeling once again.
Of course being bombarded with films coming out of Hurricane Andrew 1992, we were novices with natural disasters and it was only five and half hours from where we were in Ormond Beach Florida at that time, it was in Homestead Florida and so we were pulled by our emotion to help and we did…and went home after…
But when you have your own hurricane that we couldn’t go home from that is oh so different, since you are home, and so you get it!
And that understanding makes each one after that much more personal and so today we left after having a media information overload… although, the TV is back on in the living-room while I am here in the sun-room not that far away…listening to the discussion on shelters and basements, and hindsight always hindsight, like blaming the victims in so many other things we as humans don’t get, but think that we do…
Any-who, we went out today after I increased my at home weights to three pound ones from the twos that I was doing just last week on my off from the gym days, reps are the same twenty one direction than switch to the other.
The three stops were, Walmart for Hubby to get the bicycle handlebar extenders for the wheelchair which until yesterday I did not realize that it was harming his already bad, bad, back problem since it was too low, that is my wheelchair and very poor body mechanics for him to push me all this time… He brought the correct tool and fixed the extensions in the parking lot and then we went to Beall’s to spend some of my Mother’s Day gift card, since today was 15% off for over fifty year olds and then even on sale items and my blouse was 50% off plus the 15% off, my lovely turquoise one to go with my Kaki slacks for gym, a new lettuce spinner 25% off plus 15% off, sadly I am on my third, the spinner mechanisms keeping breaking!
Lastly we went to Chili’s for lunch, soup and salad for $6.49, Hubby’s was more and not so healthy, anyway we were both happy with our choices…oddly enough we arrived home and usual programming was back on, and not until we put the news on ourselves, since even though I speak a pretty game, I still have to know how all those people are and if they found some more in the rubble alive and I thought it was better knowing that the original death toll was wrong and only nearly half as many as first thought…24, still too many!

On that truism of how we all feel about this… allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to all count your blessings and share those overages with you know who and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!

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