I was a test subject for a biofeedback experiment on brain waves.
I had to keep my alpha waves Inside The Box.
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I was a test subject for a biofeedback experiment on brain waves.
I had to keep my alpha waves Inside The Box.
I had to keep my alpha waves Inside The Box.
Alpha waves! Alpha waves in new places!
for what countries do they want to see inside?
One post office used to get a little short wtih me when I was mailing stuff to my brother at an APO army address overseas. But that may just have been that particular office, not policy (campus post office people are the crankiest, I've found.)
Oh, that reminds me. He took his son to the Huntsville space center and one of the video things they saw was on unmanned aerial vehicles... and he was in it, from about 6 years ago. He thought it was pretty hilarious.
I think my mom did some stuff with biofeedback years ago. She had back problems and was later diagnosed with lupus, so I don't know how exactly, but it sounds familiar.
ita, I'm sorry you're going through all that. It sounds really really tough.
Biofeedback has been recommended for me, too, but not in a way my insurance would go for. So I haven't gotten any. I have no doubt that learning to control some of my body's reaction would be good. Some of what I go through is due to posture and the muscles having shortened in such a way that they clamp down on the nerves and vessels going into the arm, but some of what I go through is due to the fact I'm a highly sensitive person and I have near-instant physical reactions to stress. Learning how to put a stick in that feedback loop is what biofeedback is supposed to help me with. I'm glad that you're getting some referrals because at least the insurance company should be cool with that.
In case of a postal emergency, I'm well-stocked.I am not. At all. But I am very polite at the post office at least. Where I need to be heading today.
Today has been... not bad bad, but vaguely unsatisfactory in several different ways, and I think I would like a do over.
Who is in charge of such things this week?
See, I don't want do overs. I want skips.
Has anyone posted Rep. John Dingell's response to House Resolution 579 "Expressing the sense of the House of Representatives that the symbols and traditions of Christmas should be protected". It's classic:
Twas the week before Christmas and all through the House
No bills were passed ‘bout which Fox News could grouse;
Tax cuts for the wealthy were passed with great cheer,
So vacations in St. Barts soon would be near;
Katrina kids were nestled all snug in motel beds,
While visions of school and home danced in their heads;
In Iraq our soldiers needed supplies and a plan,
Plus nuclear weapons were being built in Iran;
Gas prices shot up, consumer confidence fell;
Americans feared we were on a fast track to…well…
Wait--- we need a distraction--- something divisive and wily;
A fabrication straight from the mouth of O’Reilly
We can pretend that Christmas is under attack
Hold a vote to save it--- then pat ourselves on the back;
Silent Night, First Noel, Away in the Manger
Wake up Congress, they’re in no danger!
This time of year we see Christmas every where we go,
From churches, to homes, to schools, and yes…even Costco;
What we have is an attempt to divide and destroy,
When this is the season to unite us with joy
At Christmas time we’re taught to unite,
We don’t need a made-up reason to fight
So on O’Reilly, on Hannity, on Coulter, and those right wing blogs;
You should just sit back, relax…have a few egg nogs!
‘Tis the holiday season: enjoy it a pinch
With all our real problems, do we honestly need another Grinch?
So to my friends and my colleagues I say with delight,
A merry Christmas to all,
and to Bill O’Reilly…Happy Holidays.
Even at the best of times, I hate the post office with a passion. My dad asked me to mail some stuff to him, and I blindly agreed...eventually. Instead, though, now I have to meet up with someone who turns out to be the big sister of someone I went to prep school with, so that her mother can take the stuff back to Jamaica. Not sure which is worse.
My insurance company is cool in that they care not about referrals. So far, they're most pissy about ER visits. Those they don't like, unless it was lifethreatening. I have yet to find out how they feel about ER visits to rule out stuff being lifethreatening.
We'll see, soon enough.