Someone must have liquored Rara up when she included me in her guest post email. My writing style, as you may or may not see depending if Rara is sober now, is very different. When I chose the name CombatBabe, I didn’t know exactly how fitting it was until I let the blog bloom on it’s own over the last 4 months. When I first started to inform people that I was an acquired taste, I also discovered how very true that was. Rarely am I humorous without being prompted and that’s what scared me the most being featured on Rara’s wonderful, magnificent blog. Though, if I were a comedian and you were perusing stand-up on Netflix, you’d wonder if I really was worth watching. I’m a very B-side, stripped down version (read: really not all that much alike) of Margaret Cho, Whitney Cummings, and Lisa Lampanelli minus the political rants and ability to stand in front of an audience and make them laugh. I’m combative, opinionated, stubborn and have the slightest tendency to maybe sometimes think I’m right all of the time… I can also be vulgar. I have noticed I toned it down over the last month because I was getting angry feedback, but I also noticed my stats have dropped. Coincidence? Maybe. Without further ado, Rara asked…
What is something you believe, justified or not, that has never steered you wrong?
I have always believed in mind over matter. Not so much in the logical way of thinking about it, more like we can mindfully control our experiences and outcomes on stressful situations, and if you tell yourself you are not feeling any physical pain, you can make your body believe you. I have an example, fret not.
My friend’s 20 month old daughter has a rare congenital heart defect. She has already had 2 open heart surgeries and she’ll be due for another when she is 3 years old. The gist of the condition is the right side of the heart never developed. The underdevelopment of the left side of the heart is more common. So Emma, the baby, had an appointment with her specialized pediatric cardiologist and Brittany was having extreme anxiety. Emma has been experiencing shortness of breath, nosebleeds and getting sick more often than usual so Brittany was sure they were going to bump up the next surgery, or even worse have to go in right then and there. She was also very stressed because every single time without fail Emma freaks the hell out at these appointments. She goes in for pulse ox, blood pressure for both upper and lower body, and a couple other checks then the gets the fun part of having to lay down while they take sonogram pictures and sound clips of her heart.
In my heart, if you truly believe something positive is going to happen, it will. If it doesn’t it wasn’t meant to, but a lot of the time it has worked for me. The appointment went so smoothly Brittany was amazed. Emma didn’t freak out, nor did she cry and we have another year before she has to have her next surgery. The nosebleeds are due to the aspirin which unfortunately at this time cannot be taken away or reduced in dose. Her fever earlier this month wasn’t too high to be a cause of concern. And the shortness of breath when doing activity is normal and something Brittany and family will have to be used to because it’s the nature of the beast.
When it comes to pain, my headache may never let up, but I find comfort in telling myself it’s not as excruciating as it is. There’s a bullet in my arm? I seriously thought I just bumped into a sharp corner.
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