Nov 25 2008
Thank You To Rosalind Joffe For Her Guest Post
I would like to personally thank Rosalind Joffe for her wonderful guest post on her Book Tour for her fantastic book: Women, Work, and Autoimmune Disease: Keep Working Girlfriend!
(Rosalind, finally got the book image!!) 
…..Obviously…..
When she wrote about ‘digesting’ the news of a Chronic Illness at different ages on my Blog on Nov. 17th, she covered a broad range of the Life Span, and how those who are living now in the separate sections of our life span handle the hard news of a Chronic Illness, or other Hidden Illness.
I happen to be studying right now in my Bachelor’s Nursing Program, a class called, “Lifespan Developmental Psychology”. It explains how the entire Lifespan of the human experience differs greatly, and with each section we enter, and are living in; have varied feelings, beliefs, abilities to understand, and how those societal beliefs of those around us help to mold who we become, and what we end up believing as our ‘normal’.
When it comes to the Psychological aspect, this LSD class ties in greatly with what Rosalind covers in parts of her book, especially considering the Post she wrote here.
How do we process and react to the life-changing events in our lives at different ages? Aside from the actual post by Rosalind, I want to address a very significant life event that I experienced at age 16. It is quite a lengthy story to retell, and I would like to do so in a separate post. But just to get us started…..here’s a taste.
It is the story of a hazing gone terribly wrong. How did us 16 year old girls process getting pulled out of bed at 3 am in our jammies, blindfolded, cold, sleepy and very disoriented; and put in a van, myself and one other girl were shoved in the very back, no seat belts, no seats, just sitting on the floor behind all the bench seats, hearing the voices of others that I immediately recognized. The driver was simply to go around and pick up the newly chosen cheerleaders and songleaders for our Senior year of High School, ultimately taking us to a celebration party. Instead of getting to the party, the end destination; the driver was shouting out, “There’s a cat!”, and she would swerve sharply. “There’s a dog!” she yelled, and swerved the other way.
To be continued……
And Gentle Hugs to Rosalind. THANK YOU GIRLFRIEND!!
http://workingwithchronicillness.com/2008/11/19/more-book-tour-stops-2/
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