Posted on Monday, August 19, 2013
in Jobs, Little known facts, Strange and Unusual
This is an hiatus.
I realise that blog posts here are thin on the ground, that’s because they’re all on scraps of paper in drawers and in notebooks in random handbags. I write better in hand-writing, but can never seem to find them when I finally get a chance to sit at a laptop. Scraps of paper everywhere… scraps that friends find and can make head nor tail of… scraps that end up in the bin, or in pockets that get washed to be found in shreds, they just end up as silly words that I’m kind of glad were never published.
I was on a roll, of sorts, about a TV documentary I was lucky enough to be involved in, but the next phase was washed and tumble-dried… please be patient with me.
This is different. This is from the soul. I have a spare few minutes here with you and I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this for a long time but obviously it’s a squeamish subject and you might not want to read about it but given the subject line perhaps you have an interest, I’m not sure. Either way, please be sure you don’t read this with a full stomach, for it is quite gruesome.
When I was seventeen I found a lump on the base of my spine, at the tailbone. Of course I thought it was Cancer and it stopped my life, in so far as I found it hard to walk, or sit, or lie down. And of course, because I thought it was the end of my life.
But, it wasn’t. Eventually it burst as the doctor said that it would. After a month or so of extreme pain it erupted into a predictable goo of built-up unreasonableness and then I could live my life again.
I wondered if this meant something for me. Maybe my immune system was to blame, maybe it was something to do with the illnesses my great-great-great-great grandparents had passed on to me, who knows? Either way, of course when nasty things go away, you forget about them.
Until it came back.
And come back it did, time and time again. Sometimes these abscesses appear in the same tailbone area, sometimes they appear in the groin, and disappear. Sometimes dangerously close to the anal zone which means ultimate discomfort for obvious reasons, sometimes it appears in random other groinal areas. Groinal. Did I just coin a new word? How happy am I to be the inventor! Not much, I can tell you. It does make yoga somewhat challenging though, and I’ve told my instructor and she is ever-loving and ever understanding even though the gorey details weren’t shared and I love her for that. I’m sharing them here with you though because maybe you understand, maybe you’re here because of gruesome fascination… that’s good too.
Either way, I wonder why I was chosen for such things.
Obviously abscesses in these sensitive areas are much better than cancer, but I wonder still if the two aren’t related.
Because sometimes when you have a headache you wonder if it’s a tumour.
We all do it.
SO WHAT IS AN ABSCESS?!?
It begins as a solid lump that hurts. That’s what I shall begin with.
Cancer lumps rarely hurt. This is comforting to most.
Abscess hurting solid mass grows. And grows. It will form eventually into a sort of bubble that is unbearable to touch. Then it will grow bigger. Then it will REALLY start to hurt. From zero to ten, you’re talking about an eight.
Nature seems to be a cruel being. These things never seem to appear on one’s midriff, or on one’s arm. They usually appear in vulnerable areas that are either on show to the public, or in places where sitting is involved. The face. The anus. The armpit. PLACES WHERE IT MATTERS MOST.
Abscesses are a cruel invention no matter where they are.
SO HOW DO YOU MAKE THEM GO AWAY???
Obviously you can have an operation. This involves you going under the knife… scary procedures that are the advised way to go, more power to you if you can brave it. I’ve never done this. I think that the underlying problem rarely wants to be cut away.
I went the homoeopathy route, several years ago. If you go by homoeopathy, you’re addressing the problem at its base. This is by all means by personal opinion the BEST way to go, if you can afford it. This is the healing method that figures out why your body is doing this in the first place, and it fixes you at the core. When I went the homoeopathic route, my abscesses stopped evolving into horrible golf-balls, and remained passive.
When I say passive, I mean the abscesses were manageable… they don’t interrupt day-to-day life, but they’re still there. This is because I haven’t followed up on the holistic healing.
Maybe I should have surgery.
Maybe I could get more homoeopathic help, seeing as it was so helpful in the first place.
I’m leaning towards the latter.
People don’t give holistic healing the time it deserves. When I mean people, I mean me. Cut it out, or heal it at its source?
Either way, if you have abscesses, you’re not alone, my dear.