"I have a new philosophy. I'm only going to dread one day at a time."

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That's a Charles Schulz quote. Wow, some of those are pretty cynical -- maybe he was like Roald Dahl, writing great things for children and thinking nastily funny thoughts on the side.

It's been easy to get depressed this week, watching silly people line up to pay hundreds of dollars for the iPhone. So here's your sunshiny thought for the day: you're probably not one of these poor suckers with BIID or (even more scary) Alien hand syndrome. Hurray!

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[birdofparadox.livejournal.com]

BIID/Alien limb stuff freaks me out enough that I have nightmares about it. I think part of my freakouts has to do with stupid Fibromyalgia/Rheum Arthritis, and how I didn't feel amputated or anything, but I certainly felt disconnected from limbs, and a sort of powerlessness inside a weakened body that likes to project pain randomly. I'm nigh-unto obsessive about my body as an indispensable tool, and needing ALL MY PARTS to function well, because back near Christmas, I was worried I'd need a cane to hobble around.

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I can completely understand that (and I hope this post doesn't make you have a nightmare). There was an article about BIID in the last Psychology Today, and I was doing some reading about it so it was in my head, that's all. Alien hand syndrome is even scarier to me... I believe Ray Bradbury once wrote a story about it, called Fever Dream and later ripped off by Neil Gaiman. So yeah, avoid that story.

Let me just add that I'm very glad you ARE functional and NOT hobbling around on a cane! I hate it too, when parts of me don't work, but I've never had that base assumption of general functionality challenged as much as you have.