Do You Have A Pinocchio Nose?

Written by Dave Turo-Shields


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Title: Do You Have A Pinocchio Nose? Author: Dave Turo-Shields, ACSW, LCSW E-mail: mailto:editor@overcoming-depression.com Copyright: by Dave Turo-Shields, ACSW, LCSW Web Address: http://www.Overcoming-Depression.com Word Count: 764 Category: Peak Success

DO YOU HAVE A PINOCCHIO NOSE?

Ever try to make a powerful personal change, only to have a voice inside your head sabotage you, make you feel in-authentic and attempt to convince you that you aren't capable of your goal?

I call thisrepparttar 130859 "Dark Inner Pinocchio," notrepparttar 130860 cute and lovable Pinnocchio we've seen onrepparttar 130861 VCR. No, this guy is dark all right. His whole negative approach isrepparttar 130862 key to his own survivial. And his nose!! It's got to be so long that it's pushing against a vital body part somewhere!

I'm on my 'weigh' back from a big weight gain. Sound familiar? For months I tried this-and-that thing with no success, until I foundrepparttar 130863 secret. Of course, I'd taughtrepparttar 130864 secret so many times to my clients (I'm being humble here), but had failed to figure out that this same power-technique could be applied to my own weight loss. I had to wholeheartedly BELIEVE that my natural weight is 180 pounds. In fact, I had to get out pictures of me as far back as high school, allrepparttar 130865 way up to a couple of years ago. I studied my facial structure, my body type, my bone structure etc. The results confirmed that my 'natural' weight should be 180 pounds. I could 'see' myself at that natural and healthy weight. I beleived it!

I implemented my plan and began my quest, but it was uninteresting because it wasn't any different thanrepparttar 130866 things I'd tried before. The tickle-me part is I have gone from 255 pounds down to 210 pounds and that's with gaining approximately 6 pounds of muscle inrepparttar 130867 process.

What wasrepparttar 130868 difference? Before, Dark Pinocchio had me convinced I was meant to be a fat, out of shape person. I shut him up with 'THE TRUTH.' Can you envision me bending his long nose around and jamming it into his mouth? ;-) I'm a peaceful man, but this Dark Pinocchio guy is threatening my life with pounds of fat, literally! How is he threatening your life?

I am still inrepparttar 130869 process of reclaimingrepparttar 130870 truth about who I am physically. As part of this journey I've decided to journal. Good thing I did too, because that's where I caught this Dark Pinocchio in action. As I would sit inrepparttar 130871 morning journaling about my previous day I would notice moments where I felt suddenly doubtful about what I was doing or saying.

A Time of Self Healing, Hope and Reflection

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In March of 2000, I was injured during a retail management career. Although I didn't know it atrepparttar time, this accident would change my life forever. Leaving work to gorepparttar 130858 hospital, I had lost use of my entire right side. My limbs were completely numb. What a horrifying escapade. Once there, I was not givenrepparttar 130859 proper care which in turn led a spinal myelopathy atrepparttar 130860 C-2 level of my spine. Little did they nor I know that a dislocated shoulder could do this severe damage.

As time wore on, I continued to work withrepparttar 130861 subluxation. Unbeknownst to me, this was further damagingrepparttar 130862 spinal cord. After I had surgery to finally repairrepparttar 130863 dislocation 6 months later, I suffered bad after-effects, including pluerisy and stomach lining destruction from allrepparttar 130864 medications.

Eventually, they (physicians) realized that I wasn't getting any better. After numerous months of physical therapy, steroidal injections, too many anti-emflammatories, and dozens of doctor's visits, I was finally given an MRI.

The MRI showed that I had a lesion atrepparttar 130865 C-2 level. Initially,repparttar 130866 radiologist had thought that I had suffered from one of two things: either I had a demylenating process such as Multiple Sclerosis, OR I had suffered remote trauma torepparttar 130867 spine from an injury.

Immediately followingrepparttar 130868 radiologist's opinion, my worker's compensation dropped me. They naturally assumed that all of my ailments were due to an MS diagnosis of a radiologist's opinion. Within two months following this MRI, I was critical. The same thing that happened to merepparttar 130869 day of my shoulder subluxation was happening again. This time, I was totally paralyzed.

Church members and family rallied for me and prayed for me. There I lie, in a cold hospital bed getting Solumedrol pumped into an IV. The next morning, I was sent home in a wheelchair. Unable to walk and barely had use of my arms. I had to continuerepparttar 130870 IV treatment at home - but would it work? This, along with high doses of Prednisone, Neurontin and multiple other medications...I found myself two days later back inrepparttar 130871 Emergency Room. This time, I nearly died.I had gone into Steroidal-induced seizures. I felt like a dying roach laying on a cold slab of steel. My legs and arms were shaking and jerking uncontrollably like leaves on a tree. This was definitely not supposed to happen. Had I waited much longer to go in, I may not have made it throughrepparttar 130872 morning. Disgusted, tired and filled full of anger, I wanted to die - until that day. When I saw death staring back at me.

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