The earliest years of my childhood were some of the best from my point of view. Things were happening that I was too young to know or understand so I lived in blissful ignorance, playing and exploring and feeling cherished by my extended family as the only child, only grandchild and only great-grandchild. Although I was spanked and hated it, I took
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Five times over the next 40 minutes or so, Krauss came in and re-applied the anesthetic, gently squeezing the site with his thumb and forefinger. Why, I wasn’t sure. Was it a dosing thing? Was he just numbing the wound even more before the scary stitching began? With
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Some of the other things I've remembered involved my mom's notion that my near fainting spells at school were epilepsy (I remember her throwing around the terms grand mal and petite mal). I was taken to the university hospital in Iowa City for a battery of tests. I should look into getting those records too
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This was written for a documentary on Munchausen's by proxy abuse. I will be continuing it from the point I left off.
When I was little I remember thinking I was lucky to have a mommie who knew just what to do when I was sick. She always had the right medicine or took me to the doctor and it made me feel secure. ( Read more... )
My assignment is to ponder my childhood experiences with Munchausen's by Proxy and how that's affected me. I am working with some people who are doing a documentary on MBP. But how do I separate out the MBP aspects of my childhood from the rest of it? I just sat down and tried to simply write about the supposed illnesses I was told I had, the
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You can find a therapist for just about any issue these days but for some reason, Munchausen Syndrome seems to be an exception. Hanging out on a mailing list for those with Munchausen (to talk about my Munchausen by proxy abuse experience) I keep hearing how hard it is to find a mental health professional with knowledge and experience working with
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Lately I've been trying to learn more about my childhood medical history. It was distorted by my Munchausen-by-proxy mother. As I read more about MBP I learned that often one sign is that the child has siblings who died or suffered medical abuse. Suddenly I had the horrible thought that my half brother's death while in my mother's care might not
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