Scott G
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Well it's basically been two months (!!) since my last progress update, and I thought it was high time to post! I've started a new thread based on this one HERE.
Apologies once again for the long post! heh.
Improving...Slow + Steady
In a nutshell, I'm continuing to noticeably improve. Every day I continue to do my skills work (Somatic Tracking, Journal Speak, Journaling, IFS Parts work, Self-Compassion exercises); careful to put NO pressure on myself to either stick to some rigid schedule or have any expectations and desire to get better. The only expectations I put on myself is to keep doing the work and trust the process.
When I have a symptom (back pain, tingling feet, anxiety) instead of obsessing over it I just let it happen. Complete acceptance + allowance. Now, my PRT therapist and pain coach have certainly stressed how important it is to not put pressure on myself in all those many ways that your brain will interpret as danger, but it's this very forum - from people like @Rabscuttle, @Adam Coloretti (coach), @JanAtheCPA, @Cactusflower, @BloodMoon, and several others - where I think I really understood how critical that part was in healing.
My healing journey (starting in Jan/Feb) has been very slow, but steady. Thankfully, while I used to be a phenominally impatient person, the slow progress has not bothered me.
Everyone, Meet 'B'...!
I now talk constantly to that part of my brain that's been misfiring out of love and compassion. I call him 'B', because I'm lazy and couldn't think of anything better. When I have a symptom, I check in with 'B' - usually along the lines of:
"Hey there, I see you're reaching out to me with a symptom. I understand you still feel that's your job...but just know that you don't have to anymore. We've talked a lot about this, and I know it's really hard to not fall back into old habits. I'm here to listen. It's okay. We are working through this together. Maybe we'll do an exercise later if you don't mind?"
Oftentimes I don't say anything at all to 'B'. Just let it play out and 'ride the wave' until it passes - being mindful to continue on with whatever activity I was doing; which I do anyway, regardless of whether or not we have a conversation.
This ongoing conversation seems to have been incredibly beneficial for me. I started going it in earnest not long after a Curable IFS Parts class. If you'd have told me I'd be talking to my brain like this even a few months ago, I would have laughed very hard indeed and called you crazy.
A New Job Requires New Training
Lately I've been looking at all of this in a different yet similar light: That part of my brain that's been misfiring has had the same job for many years, and he knows I've given him a 'soft and gentle' pink slip. It's time to find a new job, 'B'. Just like in the real world, finding a new job sometimes requires new job training, and thinking of it in that way has really seemed to help -both me and 'B'. lol.
Setback / Extinction Burst
Of course, none of this is linear and I still struggle.......with doubts, fears, uncertainty, the works. It's just that those periods over time have become more infrequent and shorter in duration. In the morning of June 5th - a Friday - I awoke to a level of pain that I had not felt in months. I didn't know it immediately, but I was experiencing my first setback / extinction burst / etc. Whatever name you're comfortable with... I thought I might be able to avoid it but, alas, it was here. The 'why' it was here, and what happened next, makes for what I hope is an interesting story.
From Self-Compassion to Self-Indulgence
The Friday that I woke up in more pain than usual was the same day in which I was planning on stopping at Cormendi Health (my PRT provider) for Dr. Howard Schubiner's book signing. Dr. Schubiner and Dr. Stracks (owner of Cormendi) have been friends and colleagues for years, and I'd been hoping to attend this event for quite sometime. The days leading up to this Friday am had been fantastic - some of the most low-symptom days I've had in a long time. However, I was nervous about attending. I hadn't been out in a public gathering like that in quite some time. My theory was this:
'B' had been doing a great job and giving up a lot of his former duties, but now he had reached the point in which enough was enough. “Look Scott, I’ve been a team player and reluctant partner with you on this journey but I’ve got to put my foot down here. You’re planning on going to this event tonight that’s going to be very stressful. There will be a lot of people. You’ll have to ride an elevator (which I know you hate). You’ve not been to an event like this in over 6 months. I don’t think you should go. Here’s some pain to take your mind off of things and keep you at home where it's safe…”
Throughout the morning and into the early afternoon, the pain kept ramping up. A nasty spasm hit me at around noon. Nothing extremely horrible, thankfully, but intense. I kept calm, did some skills work, talked to 'B'. By 3pm, I was having serious doubts about going. Ugh Oh. By 4pm, I'd made up my mind to NOT go. I rationalized this as a self-compassion move, and what Alan Gordon calls 'acceptable avoidance'. This has really been beneficial to me at times, but when 5pm came around it was my turn to say 'enough is enough'. I told my wife, "I don't care if I have to crawl into that place. I'm f&%king going." I'm not brave by any stretch when it comes to my TMS, but I knew it was time to push through. The idea of 'flooding' (when you really go all out with an exposure episode, pain be damned) is not for me, but this felt different. Acceptable Avoidance + Self-Compassion had become Self-Indulgence.
It's not like I don't still treat myself to some acceptable avoidance, but now I'm much more mindful of what I'm really doing. Is it healthy, or just an excuse and crutch that ultimately sends my brain a message of DANGER?
The Threshhold, Dr. Schubiner, and Safety
A little after 5pm on Friday the 5th, my wife and I are in a Lyft ride on the way over. Cormendi is literally about 5 or 10 minutes to the North of us, but I almost had the car turn around twice. I was getting bites of pain as I looked out the window along Damen Avenue. "Bah, I'm committed now."
After riding the elevator up to the 4th floor, I crossed the hallway to the entry door of Cormendi. The very second my foot crossed the threshold into Dr. Strack's offices, something remarkable happened:
My pain instantly dropped by 80%.
Whoooooa. I'd heard about this sort of thing happening, but never imagined it would happen to me. Talk about backup confirmation that I have TMS. We mingled a bit, and then then it was time for the talk and book signing.
We went into the large conference room; where Dr. Schubiner and Dr. Stracks were chatting at the front of the room. I looked around and saw several top pain coaches who were connected to Cormendi in some way; including Jessica Dixon from Curable - one of my fav class instructors. It was then that I had an epiphany:
I was literally in the safest room on the planet for someone with TMS.
LOL. Funny, but true. I had two of the world's leading authorities on mindbody healing in front of me, and several amazing coaches and therapists as well. Dr. Stracks' intro speech was very moving, and Dr. Schubiner's talk was nothing short of amazing. Dr. Schubiner is, in my mind, truly the heir apparent of Dr. Sarno. In fact, several times throughout his talk he referenced his fondness and respect for Dr. Sarno, and that he was correct on nearly everything - at a time when a lot of the latest neuroscience knowledge and equipment (like the all-important fMRI machine) were not available. He even spoke of his own symptom event in which the pain vanished instantly as the result of a trigger! Hah!
I found myself first in-line for the signing, and had a nice quick chat with Dr. Schubiner. We stayed for 90min - originally I had been saying we would go only for the signing, and stay about 10min max.
Once we got home, my pain slowly crept back in after an hour - but at a much lower level. By Tuesday it was back to the low hum.
Here's a photo from the signing.
Left to Right: Dr. John Stracks, Jessica Dixon (excellent coach at Curable!), and Dr. Schubiner.
Apologies once again for the long post! heh.
Improving...Slow + Steady
In a nutshell, I'm continuing to noticeably improve. Every day I continue to do my skills work (Somatic Tracking, Journal Speak, Journaling, IFS Parts work, Self-Compassion exercises); careful to put NO pressure on myself to either stick to some rigid schedule or have any expectations and desire to get better. The only expectations I put on myself is to keep doing the work and trust the process.
When I have a symptom (back pain, tingling feet, anxiety) instead of obsessing over it I just let it happen. Complete acceptance + allowance. Now, my PRT therapist and pain coach have certainly stressed how important it is to not put pressure on myself in all those many ways that your brain will interpret as danger, but it's this very forum - from people like @Rabscuttle, @Adam Coloretti (coach), @JanAtheCPA, @Cactusflower, @BloodMoon, and several others - where I think I really understood how critical that part was in healing.
My healing journey (starting in Jan/Feb) has been very slow, but steady. Thankfully, while I used to be a phenominally impatient person, the slow progress has not bothered me.
Everyone, Meet 'B'...!
I now talk constantly to that part of my brain that's been misfiring out of love and compassion. I call him 'B', because I'm lazy and couldn't think of anything better. When I have a symptom, I check in with 'B' - usually along the lines of:
"Hey there, I see you're reaching out to me with a symptom. I understand you still feel that's your job...but just know that you don't have to anymore. We've talked a lot about this, and I know it's really hard to not fall back into old habits. I'm here to listen. It's okay. We are working through this together. Maybe we'll do an exercise later if you don't mind?"
Oftentimes I don't say anything at all to 'B'. Just let it play out and 'ride the wave' until it passes - being mindful to continue on with whatever activity I was doing; which I do anyway, regardless of whether or not we have a conversation.
This ongoing conversation seems to have been incredibly beneficial for me. I started going it in earnest not long after a Curable IFS Parts class. If you'd have told me I'd be talking to my brain like this even a few months ago, I would have laughed very hard indeed and called you crazy.
A New Job Requires New Training
Lately I've been looking at all of this in a different yet similar light: That part of my brain that's been misfiring has had the same job for many years, and he knows I've given him a 'soft and gentle' pink slip. It's time to find a new job, 'B'. Just like in the real world, finding a new job sometimes requires new job training, and thinking of it in that way has really seemed to help -both me and 'B'. lol.
Setback / Extinction Burst
Of course, none of this is linear and I still struggle.......with doubts, fears, uncertainty, the works. It's just that those periods over time have become more infrequent and shorter in duration. In the morning of June 5th - a Friday - I awoke to a level of pain that I had not felt in months. I didn't know it immediately, but I was experiencing my first setback / extinction burst / etc. Whatever name you're comfortable with... I thought I might be able to avoid it but, alas, it was here. The 'why' it was here, and what happened next, makes for what I hope is an interesting story.
From Self-Compassion to Self-Indulgence
The Friday that I woke up in more pain than usual was the same day in which I was planning on stopping at Cormendi Health (my PRT provider) for Dr. Howard Schubiner's book signing. Dr. Schubiner and Dr. Stracks (owner of Cormendi) have been friends and colleagues for years, and I'd been hoping to attend this event for quite sometime. The days leading up to this Friday am had been fantastic - some of the most low-symptom days I've had in a long time. However, I was nervous about attending. I hadn't been out in a public gathering like that in quite some time. My theory was this:
'B' had been doing a great job and giving up a lot of his former duties, but now he had reached the point in which enough was enough. “Look Scott, I’ve been a team player and reluctant partner with you on this journey but I’ve got to put my foot down here. You’re planning on going to this event tonight that’s going to be very stressful. There will be a lot of people. You’ll have to ride an elevator (which I know you hate). You’ve not been to an event like this in over 6 months. I don’t think you should go. Here’s some pain to take your mind off of things and keep you at home where it's safe…”
Throughout the morning and into the early afternoon, the pain kept ramping up. A nasty spasm hit me at around noon. Nothing extremely horrible, thankfully, but intense. I kept calm, did some skills work, talked to 'B'. By 3pm, I was having serious doubts about going. Ugh Oh. By 4pm, I'd made up my mind to NOT go. I rationalized this as a self-compassion move, and what Alan Gordon calls 'acceptable avoidance'. This has really been beneficial to me at times, but when 5pm came around it was my turn to say 'enough is enough'. I told my wife, "I don't care if I have to crawl into that place. I'm f&%king going." I'm not brave by any stretch when it comes to my TMS, but I knew it was time to push through. The idea of 'flooding' (when you really go all out with an exposure episode, pain be damned) is not for me, but this felt different. Acceptable Avoidance + Self-Compassion had become Self-Indulgence.
It's not like I don't still treat myself to some acceptable avoidance, but now I'm much more mindful of what I'm really doing. Is it healthy, or just an excuse and crutch that ultimately sends my brain a message of DANGER?
The Threshhold, Dr. Schubiner, and Safety
A little after 5pm on Friday the 5th, my wife and I are in a Lyft ride on the way over. Cormendi is literally about 5 or 10 minutes to the North of us, but I almost had the car turn around twice. I was getting bites of pain as I looked out the window along Damen Avenue. "Bah, I'm committed now."
After riding the elevator up to the 4th floor, I crossed the hallway to the entry door of Cormendi. The very second my foot crossed the threshold into Dr. Strack's offices, something remarkable happened:
My pain instantly dropped by 80%.
Whoooooa. I'd heard about this sort of thing happening, but never imagined it would happen to me. Talk about backup confirmation that I have TMS. We mingled a bit, and then then it was time for the talk and book signing.
We went into the large conference room; where Dr. Schubiner and Dr. Stracks were chatting at the front of the room. I looked around and saw several top pain coaches who were connected to Cormendi in some way; including Jessica Dixon from Curable - one of my fav class instructors. It was then that I had an epiphany:
I was literally in the safest room on the planet for someone with TMS.
LOL. Funny, but true. I had two of the world's leading authorities on mindbody healing in front of me, and several amazing coaches and therapists as well. Dr. Stracks' intro speech was very moving, and Dr. Schubiner's talk was nothing short of amazing. Dr. Schubiner is, in my mind, truly the heir apparent of Dr. Sarno. In fact, several times throughout his talk he referenced his fondness and respect for Dr. Sarno, and that he was correct on nearly everything - at a time when a lot of the latest neuroscience knowledge and equipment (like the all-important fMRI machine) were not available. He even spoke of his own symptom event in which the pain vanished instantly as the result of a trigger! Hah!
I found myself first in-line for the signing, and had a nice quick chat with Dr. Schubiner. We stayed for 90min - originally I had been saying we would go only for the signing, and stay about 10min max.
Once we got home, my pain slowly crept back in after an hour - but at a much lower level. By Tuesday it was back to the low hum.
Here's a photo from the signing.
Left to Right: Dr. John Stracks, Jessica Dixon (excellent coach at Curable!), and Dr. Schubiner.
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