I wonder how much pain reduction in these cases is attributable to the feeling of relief and being cared for that comes from someone listening to you, taking your pain seriously, and trying to help you.
No small amount, likely. Just think of how much better you feel when people actually listen and take you and your experience in your body seriously. I'm not saying it takes the place of actual medicine but it can reduce stress.
It's why chicken soup actually helps a cold -- it really helps if someone makes it for you, because you feel cared for.
Man, I love Charlie Pierce. Here's a long piece he did for Esquire: Life Under Romneycare.
Timelies all!
Took my car in to the dealer for the 100,000 mile tune-up. Needed new front brake pads and some fluidics flushing, but otherwise in good shape.
For no one thing I love you all and this place.
Oh, msbelle! I got that dress from Target, and it's good! A little short on me, maybe, but good. It's the fake-belt one, right? Because I also got another one that was not so good, but now I get to go back to Target to return.
I am definitely reaching the point where I have to self-medicate with doses of Five Thirty-Eight.
I found acupuncture to be relaxing but it did fuck all for my (low-level but persistent) pain issues. Not to mention doing nothing for my seasonal allergies or sleeping problems. So there's that.
Am bummed that my place was appraised at less than we were hoping (for purposes of refinancing and hopefully getting cash to cover an expected difference between what bob's place in chicago will sell for and what he owes). I don't really get how the appraisal works at all. Two identical places, next door and two down, sold for over $25,000 more than my place was appraised for. It makes no sense. If we were listing it to sell we'd list for around what they sold for. It's an annoying mystery!
I am self medicating with wine but I applaud your sober approach, Dana.
It's an annoying mystery!
It's like mortgage companies don't care about anything except how to make a profit...