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Good Night's Sleep    Goose Bumps   Does Your Child See?  
Mammogram Power Outage  Shed Pounds 
   Water Birthing   Budwig's Cancer Protocol

Screen Savers and Bone-Ups,
Formula for a Good Night's Sleep

by Stacie Spielman

If you're often stressed during the day or have occasional trouble sleeping at night, you might want to try this method which, for my family, is tried and true.

I recommended this method to a young graduate student whose erratic study habits had resulted in difficulty sleeping even when he had the chance. The first time he tried it, Pat reported back that he'd had his first full night's sleep in over twelve months! I told Pat's story to a friend who hadn't slept more than two hours at a time in years.  He figured if it had worked for the grad student, it might work for him. He tried it, and was amazed at the results. Why not try it for yourself, and see if it works for you?

Step one:

Go to the health food store and buy a good blend of Calcium and Magnesium with vitamin D. The brands I recommend are Bone Ups and Cal Mags.

Step two:

Go on the internet and look for a free nature screensaver to download. Choose one that makes you feel good inside just by looking at it.  For me, it's a New England snow scene. If you don't like snow, or it reminds you of frostbite, you might prefer to download a tropical scene or an animated aquarium. You might want to download several so you'll have a variety to choose from.

My husband's favorite is an animated waterfall in the forest, complete with soft music, the sound of running water, and the chirping of colorful birds flying through the air. There's even a school of fish swimming under the water. I don't know how the programmer did it, but this screen saver actually appears to have surround sound. I kid you not. With only two speakers sitting on your desk, you can hear the waterfall in front of you, and the sound of birds above and behind you.

Choose your favorite screen saver, and download it to your computer. (If it comes equipped with music that you don't want to hear, just turn off your speakers.)

Step three:

Next time you feel uptight, go into the room where you keep your computer. Close the shades to dim the light, and sit down in a comfortable chair with your hands unclenched and your feet flat on the floor (or whatever position is most comfortable for you). Take several deep breaths and force all distressing thoughts from your mind. Focus on your screen saver, and continue the deep breathing. If inappropriate or stressful thoughts try to creep in, replace them with thoughts about the beautiful scene on your screen. Ten minutes of this, for me, is the equivalent of twenty in a spa. And both are without the negative side effects of tranquilizers or sleeping pills.

Steps four and five:

You can use the screen saver to relax and unwind during the daytime. But for use with the Bone Ups as a sleep aid, change into your night clothes first so you won't have to change later and risk undoing the relaxation you've achieved. Next, take three or four Bone Ups or Cal Mags, then sit down in that comfortable chair and turn on the nature scene screen saver. (Supplementing with calcium/magnesium at bedtime will not only help keep your muscles from twitching; it will prevent your body from taking calcium from your bones while we're sleeping.)  Important: If you're on prescription medications that might be affected by the use of these supplements, be sure to check with your doctor before trying this.

Final step:

When you feel your muscles beginning to relax and your eyelids beginning to droop, don't fight it. Go to bed, have pleasant dreams, and wake up refreshed in the morning.

Goose Bumps and Toe Jam
by Stacie Spielman

I wanted to write a little article about Goose Bumps and Toe Jam because I was in a whimsical mood and  thought it was a cute title.  But I couldn’t find anything in my health reference books or on the web defining exactly what toe jam is, or detailing what it’s made of. All I could find was a list of sites about a music management company known as Toe Jam, established in 1988 as a partnership between Tony and Jose Melendez. This obviously wasn’t what I had in mind. 

Given the dearth of available information on toe jam, as in the gooey stuff sometimes located between the toes (comprised of dirt, sock lint, oil, and perspiration?), I’ll just have to settle for writing about goose flesh.

What do you think of when you hear the term “goose bumps?”  If you’re a parent who keeps track of what your children read, you may automatically think of a series of books written to provide thrills to pre-adolescent readers. For everyone else, the term brings to mind cold weather, fear, gentle tickling, and/or delicious thrills such as those experienced when watching a scary movie.

So now we’ve identified what things trigger our bodies to “break out” in goose bumps (also known as goose pimples or goose flesh). But how do our bodies do this? How can smooth skin be transformed in a fraction of a second to skin covered with tiny bumps resembling the rough skin of a naked goose? It’s actually similar to the fear reaction that’s been known to cause a person’s hair to stand on end. 

Goose bumps are one of the body’s many involuntary reactions to fear, emotional stress, or skin irritation. They are the result of a stimulus such as fear or cold signaling the Sympathetic (involuntary) portion of the nervous system to trigger nerves to the hair erector muscles to contract. When these tiny muscles tighten, hair follicles are temporarily raised above the skin’s surface. These tiny elevations are what is commonly known as goose bumps.

DOES YOUR CHILD SEE WHAT YOU SEE?
How to Tell if Your Pre-schooler Has a Color Vision Deficiency

by Arlene Evans, R.N.

Joey Knight was puzzled. What did his parents mean by color? Green shirt, red shirt, brown shirt, gray shirt. Huh? They all looked pretty much the same to him. He figured his parents were just smarter than he was.

Approximately eight percent of the world’s population has some degree of color vision deficiency (CVD), or colorblindness. This means one in 12 males and one in 200 females.

Pre-school books, puzzles, games and other toys are colored intensely enough that most children -- even those with CVD -- can tell the colors apart, although they may not look the same to the child with CVD as they do to most people. However, two percent of the male population (and a rare female) can- not see red or green at all, and they confuse other colors as well. These children may not catch on easily to pre-school games that are based on color. They may also resist playing with puzzles that rely as much on color as on shape. They may not be as enthralled with crayons as are most children. They’d just as soon draw with a fat pencil. They may not “get” optical illusions that are easy for other children to see. These children who are severely affected by CVD see all the reds, oranges, yellows and greens as one color and all the blues, violets and purples as another.

Children who are mildly or moderately affected with CVD may have difficulty matching light shades of colors, especially red (or pink) and green. They often confuse these colors with other colors, such as
gray or tan.  Those who see red faintly confuse blue and purple because they don’t recognize the red
in purple.

From everyday conversation children learn that “grass is green,” “the sky is blue,” etc. To help children with CVD learn color names (but not always recognize the color itself), parents can label objects in their homes, like a picture of a “Bear” for a brown couch or a “Fire Engine” for red drapes, or a “Sun“ for a yellow wall.  Parents can also teach their youngsters the first letter of color names printed on crayons so the children can identify them more easily. They can also encourage pre-school teachers to reinforce this teaching-learning process in the classroom.  

It’s important -- for children with and without CVD --  not to point out “mistakes” or to chide children for not naming colors “correctly.” Some children -- and adults -- simply don’t see as many colors as other people do. Also, it’s better for parents to say, “I like that green shirt” rather than ask, “What color is your shirt?” 

A mother with a preschooler who had a moderate CVD said her husband had become extremely frus- trated with their son because he had tried to teach the boy color names. No wonder the boy couldn’t learn color names. Some colors, especially lighter shades, looked identical to him. 

Another mother with a son with CVD said she thought her son had a language problem. “I thought he wasn’t understanding the words,” she said, when he couldn’t tell color names. 

CVD is known as a sex-linked recessive disorder. It is carried on the X chromosome. A male has an X and a Y chromosome, and a female has two X chromosomes. When a male inherits an affected X, he will have CVD because, unlike a female, he doesn’t have an unaffected X to dominate the affected X. Because a male always passes his Y chromosome to his sons, he does not pass CVD to his sons; he does, however, pass his X to his daughters who are then “carriers.” A carrier typically doesn’t show symptoms of CVD, but has a 50 percent chance of passing her affected X on to each of her children. The females who inherit the X will, like their mothers, be carriers; the males who inherit the affected X will, like their maternal grandfathers, have CVD.  

If you have a concern about your child’s color vision, consult an eye care specialist. Specialists generally have color vision tests for pre-school children. Your local school nurse can usually test children as young as four easily and quickly using special books that utilize an affected person’s confusion of red and green with gray.  

Best of all, a child need not realize that he “failed” the test. He can simply be told how well he did. Parents can speak with the examiner beforehand to be sure this happens. “Your eyes are fine. You just don’t see as many colors as most people,“ is one explanation. The child can be told he’s like his (maternal) Grandpa or perhaps a (maternal) uncle. Usually, the type of the CVD as well as its degree -- whether it’s mild, moderate or severe -- runs in families. The child observes that the older family member has coped well with his CVD. There’s no need in the pre-school years to delve into occupations that require accurate color vision.

The child with a severe CVD might realize that in some instances he can actually “see” things that others have difficulty seeing. For instance, some animals are camouflaged -- chameleons, for instance. Their color changes according to their surroundings. A child with typical color vision might not see a chameleon as readily as a child with severely reduced color vision. A child with severe CVD is not confused by color and pays more attention to form, shape and movement.

A delightful book that explores feelings associated with colors is Mary Le Duc’s Hailstones and Halibut Bones. This book can be enjoyed by parents and children regardless of their color vision.

Arlene Evans is a former school nurse who wrote the first book on color vision deficiency for children: Seeing Color: It's My Rainbow, Too. She also wrote Color is in the Eye of the Beholder for older readers. Both books are for students with and without the disorder – everyone need to understand the challenges involved. Her Web site ishttp://www.cvdbooks.com/

POWER OUTAGE DURING A MAMMOGRAM (smile)
I received this in my e-mail, and thought it might be appropriate for this page:
 
I actually kept my mammogram appointment.  I was met with, "Hi!  I'm Belinda!" This perky clipboard carrier smiled from ear to ear, tilted her head to one side and crooned, "All I need you to do is step into this room right hereee, strip to the waist, thennnn slip on this gown.  Everything clearrrr?"

I'm thinking, "Belinda .  try decaf.  This ain't rocket science."

Belinda skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors.

Call me crazy, but I suspect a man invented this machine.  It takes a perfectly healthy cup size of 36-B to a size 38-LONG in less than 60 seconds.  Also, girls aren't made of sugar and spice and everything nice....it's Spandex.  We can be stretched, pulled and twisted over a cold 4-inch piece of square glass and still pop back into shape.

With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me (literally) to the left and said, "Hmmmm. Can you stand on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can get everything?"

Fine, I answered.  I was freezing, bruised, and out of air, so why not use the remaining circulation in my legs and neck and finish me off?
 

My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with my other boob wedged between those two 4" pieces of square glass) when we heard, then felt a zap!  Complete darkness and the power went off!

"What?" I yelled.

"Oh, maintenance is working.  Bet they hit a snag." Belinda headed for the door.

"Excuse me!  You're not leaving me in this vise alone, are you?" I shouted.

Belinda kept going and said, "Oh, you fussy puppy .  the door's wide open so you'll have the emergency hall lights.  I'll be righttttt backkkk."

Before I could shout "NOOOO!" she disappeared.  And that's exactly how Bubba and Earl, maintenance men extraordinaire, found me, half-naked and part of me dangling from the Jaws of Life and the other part smashed between glass!  

After exchanging polite "Hi, how's it going" type greetings, Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter disbelief, if I knew the power was off.

Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much calmness as possible.  "Uh, yes, yes I did thanks."


"You bet, take care" Bubba replied and waved good-bye as though I'd been standing in the line at the grocery store. Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish grin and making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said.  "Oh I am soooo sorry!  The power came back on and I totally forgot about you!  And silly me, I went to lunch.  Are we upset?"

      And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up between the clamps........

Sorry, guys -- but I couldn't resist.

 

Note: This article is intended for informational purposes, and is not meant to be construed as medical advice.

Shedding Unsightly Pounds: A Workable Alternative to Fad Diets
by Stacie Spielman

Who among us over 40 doesn’t wish she (or he) could lose at least five to ten pounds in time for the holidays? This is not to say that extra pounds are only for the middle aged. But anyone in that age category knows that weight loss gets harder with each passing year. If you are a menopausal or peri-menopausal woman, the problem is compounded.

Some of us have tried Atkins, and if we’ve stuck with it we’ve probably had some success. Some have tried calorie counting and aerobics. Others have tried the cabbage soup diet, the vegetable soup diet, the submarine sandwich, South Beach, or peanut butter diet… The list could go on and on. I, personally, have had success with the Atkins plan, but I know there are many who are opposed to eating the meat and fats that are inherent in this diet. The truth is that any of these diet plans has a chance of working over the short term if we stick with it and don't cheat. Keeping the weight off once it’s been lost is the challenge.

This said, is there another route for those of us who want to lose weight, but don’t want to try any of the methods listed above? Suppose we don’t want to lose just five or ten pounds? Suppose we want to lose twenty, thirty, fifty pounds or more -- without a lot of exercise? The answer is Yes, there appears to be a way. Thousands of people have tried it and are thrilled with their success.

This method of weight loss involves a name brand product: Herbalife. You may have heard of it on the radio.  I, personally, was not able to lose on Herbalife, but this was because the protein shakes that are at the heart of the program contain soy. I happen to be allergic to soy, but I have a friend who tried the plan and had marvelous results. The friend I’m speaking of is a contractor who used to be huge. Despite the fact that he worked hard for a living and burned literally thousands of calories each day, the size of his stomach could have given Santa Claus a run for his money.

Carrying around all that extra weight had taken its toll on Vern’s knees, not to mention his energy level. His significant other loved him and still thought he was sexy, but Vern was dissatisfied with his own appearance. Then a relative who had once been as large as Vern tried Herbalife and managed to lose fifty pounds. Vern was so impressed with his “brother-in-law’s” success that he decided to try Herbalife himself. Along with the protein shakes (available in assorted flavors) and an apple or glass of apple juice during the day, Vern ate steak and a tossed salad every evening of the week, occasionally including a baked potato for variety. To supplement the diet plan and speed up the results, he worked out with weights each evening before dinner.

Within three months on Herbalife, Vern had lost thirty pounds. By the end of six months, he’d lost another twenty. He couldn’t sing Herbalife’s praises enough. The last time I saw him he had lost the large stomach. His arm muscles were bulging, and his significant other was thrilled. But best of all, Vern is pleased now with his body, and determined to keep the weight off. Vern is no longer on the plan, but he watches his weight and what he eats. The minute he notices that he’s starting to gain, he goes back on the Herblife plan for a week. I never thought I’d hear myself say this, but Vern is looking good

I am not an Herbalife distributor, and I’m not trying to push their products. But to coin an old cliché, seeing really is believing.   It goes without saying that before making a radical change in your, diet, it’s wise to consult your health care professional. 

New Sex Study...

It has been determined, the most used
sexual position for married couples is a
doggie position. The husband sits up and
begs. The wife rolls over and plays dead
.
 

Dr. Johanna Budwig's Cancer Protocol
by Stacie Spielman

The information in this article is not to be construed as medical advice:

For the past fifteen years, I’ve been interested in researching natural remedies for common health problems. When I mentioned to my son that I was researching natural alternatives for cancer treatment, he told me about a website he’d found regarding the use of flaxseed oil and cottage cheese. A woman whose dog had a small malignant tumor had fed the dog a combination of flax oil and cottage cheese over a period of several weeks. The dog had loved the combination, and had lapped it up, then begged for more. Apparently it realized this was what its body needed. 

After two to three weeks of feeding the dog flax oil and cottage cheese, the woman noticed that its tumor was shrinking. By the end of six weeks, it was almost gone. I visited this lady’s website and was inspired to do further research on the web.

In the course of my research, I learned about Johanna Budwig, a German biochemist (Europe’s leading authority on fats and nutrition) who was nominated six times for a Nobel prize for her work with Omega 3 fatty acids. Dr. Budwig had developed a protocol for the treatment of cancer and many other diseases through the use of diet control, fresh air, sunshine, mild exercise, flaxseed oil, and quark (the German equivalent of cottage cheese); Dr. Budwig was so certain her protocol would work that she began treating patients medical doctors had given up on – often patients who had been given only days or hours to live -- and  saving hundreds of lives in the process.

I managed to get in touch with some cancer patients who had used Dr. Budwig’s protocol and through its use gotten their cancer into remission. They told me how much flax oil and cottage cheese they’d used, and the proper proportions for mixing it (see the note at the end of this article), as well as what modifications they’d had to make in their diet – the most notable being the elimination of sugar and saturated fats. 

On the basis of these reports, I began sharing this information with anyone I came in contact with who either had cancer himself or had a relative with cancer. When a client of my husband's developed prostate cancer and was slated for surgery, my husband told his wife to call me. Since this man and his wife own a blender, Chet and I took ours to their home along with a carton of cottage cheese and a bottle of Barlean's cold pressed organic flax oil. (Barleans is purported to be one of the best. It must be kept refrigerated, and shaken before each dosage to mix the lignans with the oil. The oil should not be golden. It should be brown when properly shaken.) After cautioning Don that flax oil acts as a blood thinner and making sure he understood that we have no medical training and are not qualified to offer medical advice, Chet and I showed his wife how to make a strawberry flavored flax oil smoothie. Don actually liked the taste, and didn't mind drinking the shakes three times a day.

At his next doctor appointment, the oncologist was confused. Don's psa had gone from sky high to normal. After another week on the flax oil and cottage cheese, his psa score was practically non-existent. The doctor was astounded. He asked if Don was doing anything different that might account for the drop in his psa. Don told him about the flax oil and cottage cheese. The doctor, who was unfamiliar with Dr. Budwig's research, told Don nothing can correct a psa score that fast. He said the flax oil must be causing a false reading, and told Don to discontinue its use. Within days of discontinuing the oil and cottage cheese, Don's psa score was sky high again. Satisfied that he was now getting an "accurate" reading, the oncologist scheduled Don for surgery.

When a friend of mine developed stomach cancer and her oncologist was undecided on what course of treatment to follow, I told her about Dr. Budwig’s method and encouraged her to try it while waiting for the oncologist to make up his mind. In the meantime, I was able to obtain a fax number for contacting Dr. Budwig directly. I knew from my research that she was in her late nineties, but still treating patients in her clinic in Germany. I wanted to talk to her about my friend, and about an article I wanted to write on her method of cancer treatment to submit it to some popular women’s magazines.

Since I didn’t have a phone number for reaching Dr. Budwig, I wrote a letter introducing myself and describing the type of article I planned to write. Then I made out a brief list of questions and added a note asking  her to fill in her responses and fax the question page back to me. (Among the questions I asked were “What about cancer patients who are using your protocol but supplementing with additional methods such as Essiac Tea; Is this helpful, or might it be harmful? Another was to please explain in layman’s terms how the combination of flax oil and cottage cheese works to fight against cancer.)

To my surprise, I received an irate return fax from Dr. Budwig, telling me the questions I had asked were ignorant, and saying that to write an article about her protocol and submit it to popular women’s magazines would be to demean her research! “I have lectured throughout Europe on this subject.," she said. "It is written of in my books. It does not belong in popular magazines!”

I faxed a reply saying I hadn’t meant to insult her, and that I simply wanted to make her protocol available to the general public (in terms they could understand) to help people who were either victims of cancer themselves, or who had friends or family members who were. In this fax, I included my phone number, and explained that I would be unable to make a trip to Germany to meet her.

When Dr. Budwig received my fax, she called and ordered me to call her back. Puzzled, I returned her call, and she spent the next hour (on my phone bill), telling me off.  “How dare you question the validity of my research?” (I hadn’t questioned its validity. I had merely asked a question on behalf of those who were supplementing with Essiac Tea.)  “What did you study in college?” she demanded.

 When I told her I had majored in English, she asked what kind of ridiculous thing that was to major in. “No wonder you ask ignorant questions," she scoffed. "You know nothing of science.  You know nothing of life.”

Dr. Budwig never did answer my questions. "You know nothing, and you’re trying to play doctor,” she told me. “You’re going to kill your friend if she follows your advice. She needs to come to my clinic in Germany.”

My friend couldn't afford the trip to Germany. Instead, she followed the protocol as described in the note at the end of this article. Strict adherence to the regimen reduced the size of the tumors in her stomach and eventually wiped them out altogether. Her next endoscopy showed no trace of cancer.  I can of course make no guarantee that others who try this will have the same result.

The explanation Dr. Budwig refused to give me, but which I found on a website regarding her cancer protocol is simple: By combining the sulphur-based protein with flax oil, the oil becomes water soluble in the body. The water-soluble oil can then be more readily absorbed by blood vessels -- even by the smallest capillaries -- thereby dissolving undesirable fats, dissolving tumors, working to strengthen the heart, and even aiding sufferers of arthritis.

Note: Dr. Budwig passed away in 2004, but her cancer protocol did not die with her. In Spain, the Mariposas Hospital uses the flax oil/cottage cheese protocol for cancer treatment. In the U.S., Dr. Budwig's treatment plan may be obtained at the Foundation Health Center in Largo, Florida.

If you’re interested in knowing more about Dr. Budwig’s research and how her protocol fights disease,I encourage you to surf the web for sites that give the details. In the meantime, here are some links to start:

http://home.online.no/~dusan/diseases/cancer/cancer_dr_budwig.htmlhttp://lightsv.org/bud1.htm   http://www.budwigflax.com/Articles/Dr%20Budwig.htm http://www.mnwelldir.org/docs/cancer1/budwig.htm
http://www.cancure.org/budwig_diet.htm

The Joy of Water Birthing
by Carmel L. Mooney 

   Both of my prior labors and deliveries had, against my wishes and assertiveness proven to be typical medical models led by other’s text book values and opinions, complete with pitocin inductions. Both times, at different hospitals, I’d received little support in my birth plan and my preferred Bradley method of laboring.
   Having my third and final child in a water birth with the support of a doula seemed like such a magical yet sensible decision, empowering me finally to have my baby my way yet offering a wonderful alternative to the highly interventive means under which both my other daughters had been born.
   Over thirty-five this time, but again with slightly elevated pregnancy induced hypertension like in my other pregnancies, I was determined to do it safely yet my way, with no medical inventions and natural self induction if necessary.
   I spent hours on the Internet researching websites both medical and those of midwives and doulas to determine my options. I knew knowledge was power and I was not going to be powerless this time.
  After meeting other women who raved about water births and watching a video, it only made sense. Water is soothing, healing, gentle, supportive, and nourishes life.
  I found a birthing center in Davis, California, located on the back wing of a hospital, should an emergency arise. In
the birthing center they offered water birthing tubs, midwives, and doulas, eliminating much of my anxiety from my former experiences.
  The last week of my pregnancy my blood pressure intermittently rose as it had even a decade earlier in my first pregnancy so I began using herbs and natural remedies to lower it. I was more concerned about induction than the midwives but I could feel my anxiety mounting as my due date came and went and the slightly elevated blood pressure was a concern. So a few days after the due date, I began self induction techniques I’d learned from midwives all over the world on the Internet, using blue and black cohosh, pennyroyal tea, cumin tea, and castor oil, all at once. I was determined! Thankfully it worked and within hours I was in a slow gentle labor I had successfully induced myself just nudging nature a bit.
  A few hours later my doula met us at the birthing center where I had labored slowly for nearly ten more hours. A wonderful asset to the whole experience, she even advocated for my adamant no-drug wishes, and reassured me when at one point my contractions slowed to the point that one midwife was suggesting a little help with pitocin to speed things up.  
  Luckily nature did its thing and suddenly things went into hyper drive, as the staff scrambled to fill and ready the tub as I went from 7 to 10 centimeters in less than an hour.
  My husband and I climbed in the warm tub just in time for me to push a few minutes and deliver a beautiful healthy daughter who floated calmly and gently to the surface to be cradled in our arms in the tub where we remained with her for nearly an hour relaxing and bonding.
  Of all my three babies, Elizabeth, our water baby, was the calmest and least fussy infant by far. Nearly always cooing and happy as an infant and sleeping through the night, even breastfed, by the age of three weeks, I wholeheartedly believe there is a connection in so much as she had a wonderful, purely natural, drug free and nurturing birth. Even after we exited the birthing tub, we were allowed to bond uninterrupted for almost another hour.
  And as for mom, I was out golfing three days after she was born, even leaving the birthing center less than 18 hours after delivery for a nice big breakfast at a local coffee shop, stopping to buy a new rocking chair on the way home. 
  Best of all, I did it my way and could finally prove to myself that I didn’t need anyone else’s imposed views or help to have my baby. Now that’s the power and beauty of being a mother!

Carmel L. Mooney is a mom, travel writer, author, and
radio talk show host. Her website is: http://www.moneythewriteway.com/

The word, "doula," comes from the Greek word for the most important female slave or servant in an ancient Greek household, the woman who probably helped the lady of the house through her childbearing. The word has come to refer to "a woman experienced in childbirth who provides continuous physical, emotional, and informational support to the mother before, during and just after childbirth." (Klaus, Kennell and Klaus, Mothering the Mother)Pitocin is a medication that is used to start or improve uterine contractions

The "Davis" referred to in this article is Davis, California.
 

The next article deals with emotional health from a lay person's point of view, and is not meant to be construed as a substitute for therapy..
 

Grief and the Holidays
by Stacie Spielman


For years, I dreaded the Christmas season. For me, the sight of Christmas lights twinkling, the smell of pine, and the sound of Christmas songs on the radio were cause for tears -- not joy. Invariably, the holiday season would bring memories of my father's death -- memories of the illness that took away his dignity, reduced him to a state of helplessness, and in the end snuffed out his life in a way that I can't even allow myself to imagine. My father died of A.L.S. on December 29, 1959. He was forty-eight years
old. I was just a child.

For twenty years, I had no memory of my father when he was well. Instead, I had nightmares of his illness and guilt over the fact that I hadn't helped more to care for him (in ways that a child could have helped) when he was alive. I realize now that this twenty-year period of guilt and grief was unnecessary. My family dealt with my father's death by shutting our grief away inside, by weeping in private and never mentioning his name because we knew if we did it would bring a barrage of tears. How much better it would have been if we had talked openly about our pain; if we had talked about the tragedy of my father's illness and allowed ourselves to grieve together as a family, weeping without shame until our emotions were freed of the terrible burden we bore.

Recent evidence sugggests that tears of grief are of a different chemical makeup than are tears of happiness. Releasing  tears in time of grief actually rids the body of toxic substances! That's why "a good cry" often makes us feel better. But my family didn't know this, and we tried to stanch the flow of
our tears. How much better it would have been if we had allowed the healing tears to flow, then talked together of the good times with my dad. If we had done this, I wouldn't have forgotten the good times,and it wouldn't have taken twenty years for the good memories and my enjoyment of the holiday
season to return.

If you have experienced the loss of a loved and feel that facing the holiday season is more than you can bear, don't be afraid to let your grief show. I'm not suggesting that you break down in sobs at the office party, or that you pour out your grief to everyone you know. But if you have a friend or family member who's supportive and willing to listen, that's half the battle. If you don't, then get yourself a tape recorder. Talk into the recorder about your loved one. Talk about your pain. Talk about your grief. Then talk about the good times. And when you're finished with one recording, make another. Chances are you'll discover that after telling your story several times (albeit to a tape recorder), each successive time that it's told will be easier than the time before.

When you come to the part about the good times, be sure to record with a smile on your face. My son, who is working toward his doctorate in Psychology told me about an experiment that involves having the subject hold a pencil in his mouth. Results of the experiment showed that clenching the pencil in the lips forces a frown and adversely affects the subject's ability to perform certain tasks. Clenching the pencil in the teeth forces a smile, and improves one's ability to perform these same tasks. By the same token, curving the lips upward in a smile -- even if it's less than genuine -- automatically seems to make one feel better. So when you're recording about the good times you shared with your lost loved one, smile while you're talking. The smile may be forced at first, but chances are before too long you'll be smiling for real.

If you have supportive family or  friends to be with on the holidays, this is good. If you find that, for whatever the reason, you have no choice but to spend a special holiday alone, plan ahead. Rent a stack of good feeling videos. Prepare your favorite foods in advance. Fill the c.d. player with good feeling c.d.'s that have no sad or unpleasant memories attached. If you know someone else who has nowhere to go, invite him or her to join you. But don't allow your mood for the holiday to depend on having the company of others. Pamper yourself. You have the right. And don't feel guilty about it. The idea is to get through the holiday season with as little depression as possible. Once the holiday season is past, your mood is likely to improve on its own.

The first holiday without your loved one is likely to be the most difficult. But if you take the time to prepare, each succeeding holiday season is likely to get easier. Eventually, you may even be ready to open your home to others who are grieving during the holidays. But don't be in a rush. Learn to deal with your own grief first. Only when you've come to terms with your own grief will you be in a position
to help others.

Just for smiles:

And you thought you were having a bad hair day?