tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post411991190094851658..comments2024-03-28T01:53:58.120-07:00Comments on Sublime Mercies: Cane for Pain vs. Stick for Style: The Reality of DisabilityCharlotte Issyvoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-38863761643471528622015-11-12T10:40:25.241-08:002015-11-12T10:40:25.241-08:00I do hope you slept well afterall. Thanks for your...I do hope you slept well afterall. Thanks for your empathy. First and foremost, I write these hard truths for others like myself, who have been there and who suffer because of it. So I'm glad you found me. I also write to try to raise awareness so that people are moved to DO something about child abuse. I too get a vigilante impulse, though I don't act on it. I write instead.<br /><br />But remember too that my blog is about style and beauty. We need to keep a balance. We need to allow the good things into our lives as well as the bad. We deserve them! And it keeps us from being destroyed by what was done to us.Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-91326741779308136402015-11-11T20:10:24.956-08:002015-11-11T20:10:24.956-08:00a random picture of Brooke Shields brought me to y...a random picture of Brooke Shields brought me to your other blog post and then from a link there it led me here. I felt a big pang in my chest in my heart and then a sickness in my stomach. I was molested too at 9 and raped years later. Anytime I hear things about children it grips me tightly. I just wanted to say as someone who understands, that I feel you. I am very sorry about your back and how it was made worse by your horrible attackers. It all just really makes me want to become a vigilante. Call me terrible, but i would like to just rid this earth of the people who can do that to children. A big sympathetic hug from one soul who understands to another. This triggered me... I am going to feel this pain all night and probably for a while. <3Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-65437808984321518802015-03-09T00:49:09.796-07:002015-03-09T00:49:09.796-07:00I've enjoyed getting to know you through your ...I've enjoyed getting to know you through your blog, Charlotte you are a survivor and an inspiration!!!<br />XO<br />InMyJoi.blogspot.comInMyJoihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11708047613869121029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-87732433997749246452015-02-25T22:45:20.961-08:002015-02-25T22:45:20.961-08:00The chronic pain throws a wrench into even the sim...The chronic pain throws a wrench into even the simplest things in life. I feel as though it's robbing me by the minute, by the hour and by the year. <br /><br />Keep smiling and I will too.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03409737955195582991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-77705382212391785312015-01-19T20:13:46.924-08:002015-01-19T20:13:46.924-08:00what a brave girl. so strong. I admire you and hat...what a brave girl. so strong. I admire you and hate what they did. thank you for your honesty. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11215295791890796376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-45242988133130656562014-05-24T23:11:42.302-07:002014-05-24T23:11:42.302-07:00Thanks. I hate it too but somehow I'm still he...Thanks. I hate it too but somehow I'm still here, soul intact. I don't know how sometimes, but here I am.Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-35225004465413628692014-05-24T23:11:04.791-07:002014-05-24T23:11:04.791-07:00So am I. What else is there to say? So am I.So am I. What else is there to say? So am I.Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-38995560606139868612014-05-24T20:28:18.897-07:002014-05-24T20:28:18.897-07:00Charlotte thank you for sharing! I hate what you h...Charlotte thank you for sharing! I hate what you have endured!!!! And what you still live through both physically & mentally. You are in my thoughts and prayers.God Bless you for having the strength to share. You are a beautiful strong intelligent woman. !!adadmire youAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18006423057236326406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-85393049966147878582014-05-12T08:41:31.398-07:002014-05-12T08:41:31.398-07:00So sorry. So very sorry for all that you've be...So sorry. So very sorry for all that you've been through. REX UKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04348391549193997511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-48419051925178195562014-05-10T17:05:51.333-07:002014-05-10T17:05:51.333-07:00I think I have your cane Charlotte & I also us...I think I have your cane Charlotte & I also use a scooter when I'm going somewhere there might be a lot of walking. My cane is forever hitting the ground too, and the other thing I've found is that I need to wear gloves since my cane hand or my scooter driving hand gets very chilly at times. Dress warmly when you get your scooter - it can be a cold ride (esp. if you're like me, and like to go fast!). On the plus side, it's given me the chance to make and wear many, many types of fingerless gloves that I crochet. I think you always seem to find at least one positive (and this speaks to your resiliency), so I guess my "positive" is that I get to match the gloves to my outfits! Keep smiling! Break through pain & flare ups are horrible, but you seem to handle it well. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09195968374830555836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-65333832645992235612014-05-08T21:26:34.204-07:002014-05-08T21:26:34.204-07:00You know, very early in our dating, maybe the seco...You know, very early in our dating, maybe the second or third date, Beau said he looked into my eyes and saw my soul and knew it was good and beautiful, no matter what barriers I put up because of my brutal past. He doesn't usually talk that way, so it's kind of amazing to hear you say exactly the same thing.Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-4632628734129184032014-05-08T21:25:04.483-07:002014-05-08T21:25:04.483-07:00Well, the cane is a necessity sometimes, though so...Well, the cane is a necessity sometimes, though some think it's just an accessory. But, if I have to have one, I might as well make it match my outfit. I don't exactly mind when people say I look good despite my pain, but I do mind when some people then think that means I'm "faking it" or just a hypochondriac and I'm not disabled. That's the part I hate. Yes, tell me I'm pretty! It's hard to feel like I am sometimes.Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-75849198099052680892014-05-08T20:51:33.016-07:002014-05-08T20:51:33.016-07:00Dear dear Charlotte, may I just give you a big hug...Dear dear Charlotte, may I just give you a big hug? I imagine you free of pain and happy! You are a very beautiful woman with a very beautiful soul! Your partner is a treasure, and so is his love. Much joy to you both! xxxNatalia Lialinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07552652475347261756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-74554851791466704632014-05-08T11:55:43.602-07:002014-05-08T11:55:43.602-07:00Go ahead. Take all the cranky time you need ... n...Go ahead. Take all the cranky time you need ... no use adding the exhaustion of a false front, and I'm pretty sure you have a face you put on just to keep from freaking out well-meaning people. Your comparison of sciatica to fingernails on blackboards is completely apt. I had an extruded disc some years back that was agonizing for just a few weeks, and I know that's just a touch of the pain you suffer all the time. But it is just like that. <br />I'm glad to see your take on the "cane" as accessory rather than necessity. I've never thought of it that way, but I see your perspective. Tails and a cane ... my first thought is Fred Astaire. I always loved it when he affected the gentleman's stick, implying the dignity of the society gent, then using it as a dance prop and dance partner, all dignity-free while flying around the dance floor. Eye opening to see another perspective of something more insidious in women's costume than just another antiquated menswear affectation of social class.<br />I almost hesitate to tell you that you look pretty in spite of the pain you're in ... really, I'd take that in a heartbeat rather than hear that I look like crap when I'm not feeling well. The jewelry obsession is completely appropriate. Sure polishes up a casual look like nothing else!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12630135395645059302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-54176305942558107642014-05-06T04:41:59.789-07:002014-05-06T04:41:59.789-07:00Ok, I like that line:-) Ok, I like that line:-) Jazzy Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09082508866581606775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-45891798329348314692014-05-05T20:58:37.138-07:002014-05-05T20:58:37.138-07:00You didn't "muck up." It's just ...You didn't "muck up." It's just that people talk about "destroyed" lives and souls and I just want to take that power away from my abusers. They tried but they failed. I wonder if, "your soul misused, again and again" would work?<br /><br />English teacher or not, I was deeply touched by the poem and its sentiment.Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-70139781263468523412014-05-05T20:33:32.453-07:002014-05-05T20:33:32.453-07:00Maybe we should change the line to "your soul...Maybe we should change the line to "your soul abused, again, again"?Jazzy Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09082508866581606775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-38421991762313619012014-05-05T20:24:08.175-07:002014-05-05T20:24:08.175-07:00Yes, sorry, I mucked that bit up! I wrote the poem...Yes, sorry, I mucked that bit up! I wrote the poem because your post touched me so deeply that I had no words to respond. When I get like that, poetry is the only thing that works. I was a tad nervous writing to an English teacher!Jazzy Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09082508866581606775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-42397188068855628962014-05-05T11:08:13.618-07:002014-05-05T11:08:13.618-07:00Wow. This is the first poem I've had as a comm...Wow. This is the first poem I've had as a comment. Thanks. It does make me feel that I'm being heard. I like the bit about "courage found and found" because that's how it feels; I have to find it over and over again in the midst of fear. But I'm going to make one correction: they *tried* to destroy my soul but they did not succeed. To me, if there is one thing I am most proud of, it's that my soul remained intact -- bruised, but not destroyed. Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-16952500737058578672014-05-05T11:05:14.097-07:002014-05-05T11:05:14.097-07:00My back doesn't always hurt as badly as it has...My back doesn't always hurt as badly as it has these last few weeks, but it does always hurt enough that all daily tasks are difficult.<br /><br />I'm not always faking my smiles but I was when we took these photos because I was in so much pain. When I smiled brightly for real the other day, Beau said, "You're so full of joy, it leaks out even with all you've been through. I can't imagine how much joy you'd have if you weren't in pain all the time." He made me cry.Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-37729445316461134202014-05-05T11:03:06.307-07:002014-05-05T11:03:06.307-07:00I don't get sick of people liking "my bea...I don't get sick of people liking "my beauty"! I don't hear that a lot. A lot of people do tell me that I'm strong or brave and, honestly, I don't understand what they mean; I don't know how being weak would look different from what I am and what I do. Thanks for saying it though.<br /><br />My skin reacts really badly to sunscreen. Mostly, I just stay out of the sun. I have all my life because the sun makes me feel ill. It's a red-head thing, though my hair is more auburn than fire red.<br /><br />Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-66995927406695279142014-05-05T00:51:04.242-07:002014-05-05T00:51:04.242-07:00I have written my comment as a poem:
We hear you w...I have written my comment as a poem:<br />We hear you when, you cry in pain, your soul destroyed, again, again<br />We hear you when, your body tried, you stand completely, crucified<br />When all around, say "you look great!", we see your bloody, minded state<br />We hear your body, screeching "foul", we see the courage, found and found<br />We see your pretties, with a smile, when laughter ripples, for a while <br />We are witness all, that I can say, hope it helps you through, another day.Jazzy Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09082508866581606775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-28829326059287825912014-05-05T00:04:56.951-07:002014-05-05T00:04:56.951-07:00Wow! Just amazing! Thank you for speaking the trut...Wow! Just amazing! Thank you for speaking the truth!Blindspringhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16150658597336173540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-49631515203267102842014-05-04T23:37:17.224-07:002014-05-04T23:37:17.224-07:00I imagine now better the way you feel. Once I was ...I imagine now better the way you feel. Once I was crippled of back so much, I dont know the reason why. But I couldn't undress, move, anything. All my body was awfully hurting. Though I got the courage to undress because I had to, like you. I didn't think of that pain before, I thought it was less for you... you're really courageous. The pose where you fake smiling is so radiant, maybe that's way people don't understand your suffering...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-371230315197236857.post-22230961494496213152014-05-04T21:53:07.962-07:002014-05-04T21:53:07.962-07:00I have indeed, Spash, and I may get one. I should ...I have indeed, Spash, and I may get one. I should soon get my scooter (but who knows with the paperwork of being disabled in Canada) and I think that may be my solution, but the walker could be for "in-between" stuff. I found one once at Value Village and used it while I was there and it was wonderful for pain relief.Charlotte Issyvoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081140798331499819noreply@blogger.com