My Past Life As A Hamster Causes My Present Headache
Friday, February 29th, 2008
Stick with me on this. There is a point in here somewhere about how my past life as a hamster might help with my current headche. At least, that’s the point I’m trying to get across. How I’ll succeed is anybody’s guess.
I’ve had a headache of varying intensity for about three days. It’s not a migraine, because it’s not just on wone side of my head. I’m manifesting other signs of upper respiratory infection, so I’m going to go out on a limb and say I have a sinus headache. Currently, I’ve been dropped by Medicaid and can’t afford to go to a doctor in order to find out for sure.
At this point, I’m getting a little desperate. Over the counter medication isn’t helping, herbal tea isn’t helping, extra Vitamin C isn’t helping — I’m willing to try anything legal now.
Which brings us to the concept of past life regeneration therapy.
Hello, Slyvia Browne
Yes, I read the occassional Slyvia Browne book because there’s just something about them that really helps me feel relaxed and optimistic. I don’t agreee with everything she writes about, but for me, that’s not the point — I’m less depressed AFTER I read her than before, and sometimes that makes all of the difference.
In past life therapy, you figure out what the trauma in your past life was to give you the present pain. This only works for chronic pain hard to diagnose, apparently. If you currentl have a headache because you got hit in the head with a frying pan, then you don’t need to bother with this. You already know why you have a headache — unless you can’t remember getting hit in the head with a frying pan, in which case you better get to the emergency room … if you still remember what an emergency room is.
Anyway
So, I was a hamster in my previous life. It seems obvious to me. I spent a lot of time running on that little wheel. I also spent a lot of time stuffing my cheeks with really hard to chew food. Perhaps gnawing on a rock-hard seed gave me a tension headache which has somehow manifested in a past life.
There. Now that I’ve identified my problem, I can tell my subconscious and my cell memory that the problem my hamster self faced is no longer applicable to my current life. Let it go, baby.
So far, this approach is not working. But at least I managed to have a laugh looking at hamster movies. And I know who to blame in my past for my present headache.
If you’re taking Topamax (topimarate) to prevent migraines and finding that you are having trouble concentrating, remembering stuff and having troubles comminucating with others, it’s not just you.
:: Rant Mode On ::
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