childbirth

Talking to nurses about pain

While laying in the hospital bed after my recent surgery, a young nurse came into my room and asked what my pain level was, on a range from zero to ten.

I replied that it wasn’t bad at all, maybe a one or two at most, and I didn’t need any pain medicine.

She said that was great. She said that a lot of people immediately say they’re at a nine or ten.

I replied that I’d never say anything that high, I always thought a nine or ten should be saved for something really bad, like if you were just stabbed or shot.

She said, “I know, right. Or maybe broken bones ... or a heart attack.” She paused and then said, “Lately I’ve been wondering if giving birth is a 9 or 10.”

Regression therapy: A childbirth experience (separation from a female entity)

A year or two ago I did some regression work, focusing on my childbirth. The overwhelming feeling I remembered was of a distinct separation from a female entity. For some reason I jumped to wondering, “Wow, did I have a twin sister that nobody told me about? Maybe she died during the birth process and nobody ever said anything.”

I hadn’t thought about this for a long time, and then this morning when I was wandering around the thought came to me, “You know, there was another female there that day ...”

#duh