I have been busy staying alive. It seems that is all I can do most of the time. I'm waiting for a Catheter Ablation now. It is a procedure that will zap the area of my heart that is misfiring and causing arrhythmias.

It amazes me how the body and mind work together. The damage to my heart was done when I was eight years old. My father thought he would do his own version of electro shock treatment to make me forget what he was doing to me... what he accomplished was heart damage that was held in a dissociative part named Jessica. The symptoms did not start until I remembered the incident about 10 years ago. Wierd, huh! If you asked a physician if this is possible, I'm pretty sure they would say "No way"!!! How little they know!!

I tried to "warn" (or to actually reassure myself) when I saw the cardiologist, but he was unconcerned that I had a history of trauma. Dr's relate to the term PTSD...but not to DID or childhood abuse. I am learning to use their language. But it still did not matter to him...I know it does not change the diagnosis or the treatment, but that was not the reason I wanted him to know.

Most people who have medical procedures that require conscious sedation don't remember the procedure afterward. That is the point of conscious sedation. Because I am multiple, conscious sedation only makes me unable to respond. I remember every detail of the procedure. So...to prepare for the Ablation, my therapist and I have been working diligently to reduce the fear all my internal kids have.

We felt that death is inevitable... set in place by the actions and wishes of my dad. Pretty much a Pygmalion effect. I'm VERY grateful that the fear of the procedure and the belief that we are fated to die are mostly all gone!!! Yea! Now it is just living long enough to get well!

Learning about the ACE study and how to counter the effects of the abuse has helped me enormously. So over all I'm a happy camper!!