"Prairie Muffin" sounds like a euphemism for "Cow Pie." Is this site legit?

If the pain's been going on for a couple of weeks, wouldn't that sort of rule out if was anything else?

'Fraid not, actually. Think of it as pre-shocks. Rapid heartbeat, sweating, and anxiety as frequent co-conspirators, though, if it's the real deal. Hubby doesn't get the shooting pain, he gets specifically located pain in the joints of his arm and jaw. The muscles are uninvolved. Hence the frequent idiocy of 'Are you sure it's not arthritis?'

I went to the doctor with an anxiety attack once, brought on by a condition I've seen mentioned here before, but I can never spell--Chondritis, maybe (dr. explained it as basically young person's chest arthritis). But when you're having chest pains and trouble breathing, it's hard to tell why.

Just had a mild epiphany, so I thought I'd come and share. I've been consulting with the voice in my head on the issues with my mother. The tried and true "But she gave birth to you!" statement came up, and I was momentarily thrown. Then I thought, "No, she gave birth the woman I was. I gave birth to the woman I am."

Actual mothers will probably disagree with my revelation. It's a small thing, but mine own. Whatever happens, I can cope.

Actual mothers will probably disagree with my revelation

I'm not one, but it sounds like the kind of thing my own mother would've heartily endorsed.

And don't let me forget to mention what a damn fine job you did, either.

Happy Birthday, Laura!

And see the chiro soonest. No hurty Laura, please.

Also, no hurty Jilli would be the best plan.

"Prairie Muffin" sounds like a euphemism for "Cow Pie."

Yup, to me too. And you know....not that far off.

Oh, I'm sorry, was that unkind and prejudiced of me? Tough. I'm tired of being the nice and pleasant and tolerant and accepting one. Loosen up, you pursed-mouth churchlady (tm Dana Carvey) types! Just knowing you're out there, you all give me a nervous tic!

"No, she gave birth the woman I was. I gave birth to the woman I am."

Actual mothers will probably disagree with my revelation. It's a small thing, but mine own. Whatever happens, I can cope.

Not this actual mother, connie. Mine actually didn't give me birth, but even if she had, coming to the realization you just did is all that enables me to care for her with any sort of equilibrium at all.

That 'Prairie Muffin' site had me literally screaming in rage at a couple of points. What really bugs me is that some of the points do seem to be okay and come from a Biblical standpoint, but the others come solely from a cultural standpoint. That's the sort of shit that confuses people, yo.

My one bit of comfort is that the first thing I thought of when I saw the term 'Prairie Muffin' in Betsy's post was 'cowpie.' (xpost, of course)

Actual mothers will probably disagree with my revelation

Nope. But I'm still terrified of becoming a mother to an adult. Without that perspective, I don't disagree at all.

As a daughter with a fucked up mother, all I can say is WROD.

Oh, I'm sorry, was that unkind and prejudiced of me? Tough. I'm tired of being the nice and pleasant and tolerant and accepting one.

You have no idea how often that sort of thought runs through my head.

The PM mainfesto doesn't bother me, exactly. It's very "some people juggle geese" to me (and thanks to juliana for the phrase -- what's it from?) I couldn't live that way, but if you're so inclined, it sounds like a peaceful and gentle life.

I always thought the term "humanism," in that context, means something like putting man above God, which is not what humanism means to me on a daily basis.