Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Dum Geit!

I am struggling very profoundly because on Thursday I received another diagnosis completely unrelated to Migraine disease or Meniere's disease or Fibromyalgia or IBS that is very distressing to me in many ways. It is not terminal, but is chronic and currently has a vice grip on my life. As I am able, I will share more.

Since my diagnosis, I am have been having a difficult time coming out of my shell and talking with those I love, responding to emails and writing on my blog. So this post is one of many efforts of throwing myself out there and gaining some confidence back again.

I am coping by watching old movies. If you're a frequent Fly With Hope'r, you know I love old movies from the 1930's and 40's. They are like old friends to me. Last night, I re-watched part of of one of my favorites, 1948's I Remember Mama with Irene Dunn that had originally been a play. I want to share with you one of my favorite scenes.

To set it up, the very dominant head of a Norwegian immigrant family, Uncle Chris, has paid for his nephew, Arne, to get a critical surgery so that he can walk without physical difficultly.  He is the only visitor allowed.

Uncle Chris?
Yes, Arne?
Does it have to hurt like this?
If you want it to be well and not walk always like Uncle Chris, it does, for little.
(Arne moans.)

Is very bad?
It is, kind of.
Arne? Don't you know any swear words?
Don't you know any swear words? 
No, Uncle Chris. Not real ones.
Well, then I tell you two fine ones you use when pain comes again.

I tell you Norwegian swear word. Is better.
When pain comes again, you say "dum geit." It help plenty.
I know. I have pain too. I say it all the time.
And if pain is very bad, you say "dum geit!" (yelling)
Just like that. Dum geit! But only if is very bad.

(As Uncle Chris sings Arne to sleep, Arne randomly yells "dum geit")
- It help, huh? - Is good! Then you sleep some.

(A nurse had been listening in and speaks to Uncle Chris.)
That's terrible. Teaching a child to swear.

You don't know what "dum geit" means, eh?
Do I look like a foreigner?
If you were, you would know that "dum geit" in Norwegian means: "Stupid old goat."

Sometimes we just need to yell, to feel better--whatever we are yelling about we need to get it out. So many people keep their emotions inside until they come out in a self or other-destructive manner. We can't lock feelings away forever.

So, if you have cranky pants on, are upset about your illness, have had a bad day or have been diagnosed with something else like me, yell. Not a yell-er? Try it! Perhaps it will help you feel better, perhaps it won't. Maybe it won't change anything, but I know it sometimes makes me temporarily feel better. And it is one way that helps me release pent up emotions.

Be sure not to yell at any humans or animals. We wouldn't want our emotions to come out in an unmerited fashion at someone/thing we love.  Perhaps get an object and yell at it, or yell at God (he can take it) or just yell in an empty room to get it out. And if you're surrounded by people, grab the nearest pillow and yell into that.

Today I'm yelling because I don't want to deal with another illness. Will you yell with me? What do you need to yell about/get out today?

Dum Geit!


  1. I think it is true. I am reminded every day with my girls of how easily they display their feelings, anger, joy, grief, sadness, excitement. I often think how much healthier it must be that when they are angry or in pain they don't hold it in, but rather shriek, yell, and cry.

  2. I'm doing a silent yell for you today because my migraine is already pretty bad... I think yelling will worsen it. (((Kelly))) ...and dum geit!

  3. I have a hard time not showing every little emotion I have, not screaming to anyone who will listen what is going on with me. I admit, I'm much more vocal about some things than others, but for the most part...it's right there on my sleeve.

    And often, I hate it. I cry over everything, I feel so much empathy for some people that I can literally feel their pain.

    My migraines have been much more often, and much more severe than they have in a very long time.
    Dum Geit!

    Today, for the first time, I really think I had MAV. The pain was so bad, even after taking much medication...and the vertigo came..but without the increased tinnitus or aural fullness.
    Still I can't move my head much without spinning...it's a horrible feeling. (luckily, I have thrown up...amazing what a LOT of phenergan can do.)

    I'm yelling for you my friend...not out loud because it would kill me I think, but internally, emotionally, I'm screaming.

    hugs to you.