Discouragement Recovery Time and Accidents of Physiology

Hello, Friends,

Honesty from a toxic-injury perspective:

I got discouraged!  I was writing up a storm, verbalizing the mechanics of toxic injury both in writing and in person numerous times -- and my spirit became completely exhausted.  

The educational process on this subject is very, very "slow going" due to the astronomical force and amount of misinformation -- and absence of information -- on toxic injury and multiple toxins in mainstream products.

Add to that the problem of people's sense of smell being physically dulled by these toxins -- and you've got an uphill battle.  There is, on the one hand, the extreme of the toxically injured person's nose often becoming like that of a bloodhound.  Then, on the other hand, there is the opposite extreme of a "healthy" person's sense of smell being dulled or nearly absent due to his frequent usage of -- or exposure to -- cleaners and scented products formulated with toxins.

So, when the toxically injured person identifies what is entering his senses (sometimes we can even "taste" scents in the air) to be a very strong chemical odor, the "unaffected" person carrying the scent is often totally baffled.  Many times the person does not smell his own scented products or the other varied chemical scents (often) surrounding him.  Or, to the extent that he can still detect scents, he smells a chemically scented product as much milder than it actually is.

Meanwhile, the toxically injured person smells mostly the chemicals in the scented product -- amplified.

These "accidents of physiology," alone, make this subject extremely difficult to tackle between a "scented" and an "unscented" person.  The "scented" people actually need their sense of smell to "recover," first, in order to appreciate, on a deeper level, what toxically injured people are saying about chemical scents.

Because of the "high discouragement" factor involved in attempting to inform others about toxic injury, I've realized that I need to space out my own writing on this topic more  -- to allow myself "discouragement recovery time."

However, even while I'm "resting" my pen, I'll continue to keep my eyes peeled for new articles and pieces of research on toxic injury.  I'll continually be adding to my "library" (see tabs and sidebar), even when I'm not actively posting letters to my readers.  So please check the tabs and sidebar frequently for new additions.

Please think of this site as a "toxic-injury information warehouse" which will be continually growing even when I, myself, am not writing. 

Thank you, friends, and may your reading experience be a fruitful one!

Cheers!

~ Carolyn

Photos Alive!

Well, friends, I'm learning how to operate my new cell phone-with-camera . . . . .  Some photos have emerged (see sidebar)!

And now, I must tell you --

I have a WICKED headache!  A headache from the phone store last night (carpets, plastics, cleaners, electromagnetic radiation, etc.), from peering down to learn about the thousands of functions my new cell phone can accomplish, from emailing myself my own new photos numerous times using the tiniest of keys (and often missing keystrokes), and from having cell-phone radiation permeate my house and my body (and my family's bodies) all day.  I feel woozy, wobbly, migrainous -- "buzzed!"

This modernization must be taken in very, very small doses.  I have my pen, lined pad, and file folder ready for when I'm ready to quit technology altogether . . . which could be much sooner than I expect.

Oh, my goodness, electronic living is HARD.  This cell phone does not seem to shut off -- even when I press the "off" button.  A phone call comes in and -- it rings!  So much for leaving it beside me, thinking there's no power flow.  I'm already planning to charge it in a distant room . . . . .

It's an excellent device, however, for taking photos.  My family and I collected some beauties today.

At the same time, the clutter in my mind is multiplying exponentially as I puzzle over how to move, store, and delete information in this "miniature laptop-photo-phone" device.  If I don't master this gadgetry quickly, my sleek little phone will become one more messy, monstrous, virtual file cabinet.

I tried to keep it simple, I really did.  All I wanted was a phone and a camera.  But nothing, these days, is simple.

I see that I will now have to dig up articles on cell-phone radiation and all sorts of things which are going to be very unpleasant to learn.  In the meantime, I'll be very careful as I take my snapshots -- everything in the tiniest of doses.

Happy Glorious Spring!  Cheers!

~ Carolyn

Opening a New Window

Good evening, friends,

After a day of residual chemical malaise from weekend activities and, this time, considerable chemically induced "depression," I am resolved to perk myself up this evening by purchasing a new cell phone.  The phone part frankly does not inspire glee (just a necessary evil which happens to heat up and pressurize my head) -- but the camera aspect does!

Perhaps I'll be able to add photos to my blog and blog postings.   Now that would truly be "opening a new window," from my perspective!

Light, air, nature -- ah, I can't wait to began my new career as a photographer.  

I'm ready.

Cheers!

~ Carolyn