tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post8080217984883368163..comments2023-10-08T08:29:47.056-04:00Comments on Bringing along OCD . . . : OCD and the injuryUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-75025402202656120282012-09-29T11:20:08.948-04:002012-09-29T11:20:08.948-04:00Deanna, I'm glad that most days you are able t...Deanna, I'm glad that most days you are able to adapt. It isn't always easy, is it? Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-1429942664955261422012-09-29T09:24:27.370-04:002012-09-29T09:24:27.370-04:00Oh my!! Ouch!! Sorry about that slip and fall and ...Oh my!! Ouch!! Sorry about that slip and fall and your finger. <br /><br />Thought I would just respond to the very last question you posed. -YES! and I am still working daily to adapt. When it became apparent what had been wrong with me (seems all my life that something was wrong with me) that I could no longer cope on my own before the final break down -and it was Depression that I had been dealing with all along, but finally all the 'fighting mechanisms' that were there in my brain met there depletion and thus medication and treatments since then I have been having to adapt. What a labor and exhaustive journey it has become, some days I just can't, but praise our Lord, -I'm finding that most days at the present I can.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing your story.<br />God BlessDeannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03350578149610084498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-25701936595734789512012-09-27T22:53:33.671-04:002012-09-27T22:53:33.671-04:00Behind the Smile, it sounds like you are very good...Behind the Smile, it sounds like you are very good at adapting. I'm sorry that you have to do so much of it. But you have such a wonderful attitude, and I admire that.Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-32913445146894620712012-09-27T17:12:22.968-04:002012-09-27T17:12:22.968-04:00What a nasty fall and all the issues with only bei...What a nasty fall and all the issues with only being able to use one hand. My illness means I have to adapt to cope a lot and have done so over the years. I go from plan A to plan D many days and I have to accept that is the way it is. I have blunt knifes because I cut myself too often with sharp knifes due to my concentration being poor, I write everything down as I forget what I have just read or heard. I have light weight cups as I find heavier cups too sore to hold, and I could go on but I would bore you :-). I guess my biggest lesson has been in learning to adapt daily to match where my illness is that day and not just physically adapt but mentally as well. Some days are better than others. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-42518994011277199012012-09-27T09:38:23.615-04:002012-09-27T09:38:23.615-04:00Elizabeth, you would cope very well, too, but I ho...Elizabeth, you would cope very well, too, but I hope you don't have anything like that happen to find out!Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-87258642826935791132012-09-27T09:37:37.176-04:002012-09-27T09:37:37.176-04:00Sunny, yes, you get it. Anything like that brings ...Sunny, yes, you get it. Anything like that brings out the OCD contamination issues for me, too.Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-7944368245659688442012-09-27T09:36:27.411-04:002012-09-27T09:36:27.411-04:00Ann, it sounds like you handled your broken hand v...Ann, it sounds like you handled your broken hand very well. I would be worried about a cast, too, like I was about the bandage. Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-73559423430291593212012-09-27T09:34:34.900-04:002012-09-27T09:34:34.900-04:00Jodi, you're right. If I can adapt to one thin...Jodi, you're right. If I can adapt to one thing, I can probably adapt to another. Thank you!Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-39387951408214308232012-09-27T09:03:28.484-04:002012-09-27T09:03:28.484-04:00That sounds so stressful. Sometimes I wonder how I...That sounds so stressful. Sometimes I wonder how I would cope with life if I broke a hand or arm or leg or anything. The thought of it really stresses me out.<br /><br />You really coped very well!Elizahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18279501398388972542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-90462371595153758692012-09-26T22:48:07.950-04:002012-09-26T22:48:07.950-04:00Ugh - that sounds horrible - and what I mean by th...Ugh - that sounds horrible - and what I mean by that is all the OCD trouble with it - not so much the injury - which is what I also think you were trying to say about it!! TOTALLY get it. Whenever I, or a loved one needs some kind of surgery or something it always freaks me out because I know there will be all kinds of OCD contamination issues.<br /><br />Actually, you just made me think about this, and I will definitely have to post on it. Thanks for the inspiration! Yes, I had knee surgery while my husband was in his IBD flare in 2010. That. Was. Ugly.71º & Sunnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09981113989131619635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-69644338987331828832012-09-26T19:24:21.624-04:002012-09-26T19:24:21.624-04:00I broke my hand in 2008. It did freak me out to ha...I broke my hand in 2008. It did freak me out to have that "dirty" cast on for weeks. When they applied the cast, they dropped the end of the bandage on the floor (!) of the hospital and then applied it to my arm. I thought I was going to DIE. But of course I did not.<br /><br />For me, it was a mixed time: my anxiety was higher (and I think I managed to have a cast on my arm for 4 weeks without ever touching the thing or letting much of anyone else touch it!) , but I also had to do some exposures out of necessity, and nothing terrible happened.<br /><br />But, ooh bleeding wounds freak me out. Yours sounds scary! Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01403176285595873953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-5873474401680784902012-09-26T18:53:37.129-04:002012-09-26T18:53:37.129-04:00Since you adapted to that, it seems you have the s...Since you adapted to that, it seems you have the skills to adapt to the exposure and response prevention. It is just a different kind of adaption, but the same skills!Jodi @ Heal Now and Foreverhttp://www.healnowandforever.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-25318309209818919302012-09-26T15:59:31.988-04:002012-09-26T15:59:31.988-04:00Nadine, I have never tried rollerblading--it would...Nadine, I have never tried rollerblading--it would not be pretty! <br /><br />I'm sorry you developed Chronic Fatigue afterwards. But it sounds like you truly did find a blessing in it.Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-87395626314749322402012-09-26T15:13:44.851-04:002012-09-26T15:13:44.851-04:00Ah, there's the great rollerblading adventure ...Ah, there's the great rollerblading adventure of 1992! I was out on skates, enjoying a gorgeous May day in Houston, when I fell backwards onto the sidewalk. Since I'd cracked my tailbone as a teen, I instantly used my hands to protect it. I wasn't wearing wrist guards, and I fractured both of them. Fortunately, both fractures were minor, and I was able to get by with one cast and one splint so I could shower and wash hair more easily.<br /><br />Unfortunately, after that accident I started developing Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (often CFIDS sets in after a traumatic event) -- which required major lifestyle changes and adaptations. It was horrible at the time, but I learned to take great care of myself, and that is paying off now when, at 53, I am strong and healthy. It was one of those blessings in disguise!<br /><br />Nadine Feldmanhttp://nadinefeldman.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-71120891486925395932012-09-26T14:17:16.774-04:002012-09-26T14:17:16.774-04:00Lisa, I was put on crutches once--the doctor's...Lisa, I was put on crutches once--the doctor's office didn't have the right height for me, so it was very uncomfortable.Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-10464242706358802012-09-26T13:18:20.919-04:002012-09-26T13:18:20.919-04:00Ouch! That must've hurt. Glad it all healed ...Ouch! That must've hurt. Glad it all healed well. <br /><br />I've been on crutches a couple of times in my life, and that definitely alters life a bit. Lisa @ Two Bears Farmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03464839163693785901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-26850981785533157152012-09-26T12:08:03.505-04:002012-09-26T12:08:03.505-04:00Klaaske, I'm sorry you went through that. It&#...Klaaske, I'm sorry you went through that. It's amazing how strong obsessions can be and how strong the pull of the compulsions can be. Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-67570559153251080472012-09-26T12:03:09.256-04:002012-09-26T12:03:09.256-04:00When I moved back to Holland from Africa I had to ...When I moved back to Holland from Africa I had to leave a big part of my OCD routine behind. It's too complicated to tell it all here, but it affected me so much that I became very depressed and ended up in a psychiatric hospital for 8 months. I've been back now for 14 years but I still have problems with it, even though I haven't been able to perform the ritual for all those years. It's a terrible obsession. Klaaskehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17324051207416727146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-15921894239920188482012-09-26T11:34:31.338-04:002012-09-26T11:34:31.338-04:00Krystal Lynn, I'm sorry about your daughter...Krystal Lynn, I'm sorry about your daughter's injury--I hope she heals quickly.<br /><br />I'm the same way--my first thought was the OCD, too.Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-10344677105260057642012-09-26T11:33:23.426-04:002012-09-26T11:33:23.426-04:00Melanie, I'm usually thrown into anxiety when ...Melanie, I'm usually thrown into anxiety when there's a big change in routine, too. It's almost like a default reaction. Tina Fariss Barbourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659018994558471570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-81334407816338011882012-09-26T08:29:20.163-04:002012-09-26T08:29:20.163-04:00It is funny you should write this post because I h...It is funny you should write this post because I have been thinking of this. My daughter broke her arm and it is in a cast so I came to help her. They gave her this contraption to wrap it in when she takes a shower so she doesn't get the cast wet. The whole time I have been here I have been wondering what the heck I would do if that happened to me because when I wash my hands I rub them together to get the soap all sudsy and then to rinse them and get all the soap off I rub which I need 2 hands to do..so how would I accomplish that? It gives me anxiety just to think of the complications it would cause me. Sadly, If I had any injury my first thought would not be my health or safety but how it would affect my ocd.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16288842067954888301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831964660986535542.post-57003064054402329822012-09-26T00:57:33.157-04:002012-09-26T00:57:33.157-04:00Anxious. Always anxious.
I told my husband, wh...Anxious. Always anxious. <br /><br />I told my husband, who is ever supportive, that these things have to be dealt with on MY timetable. When I am ready to deal with them. Otherwise chaos (mostly in my head) ensues. <br /><br />I suppose, after having some time to let things sink it, I could have used something like this to help me change. Melaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03734177506438734993noreply@blogger.com