bluebell Posted January 31, 2012 Posted January 31, 2012 That's probably something i should look into.
Duncan Posted January 31, 2012 Author Posted January 31, 2012 I've gotten to the point where i can control my phobias fairly well, if i'm forced to.I'm also claustrophobic to a point, but i love spelunking, so i have to force myself not to freak out a few times so that i could enjoy that activity. If i don't actively control it though, i can lose it pretty quick.Same thing with water. I've been knee boarding and cliff jumping in lakes before and i've always been able to keep from freaking out but it takes work.The most recent time i've been forced to confront my fear of water was last spring when i was part of an archaeological dig along the Yellowstone River looking for one of Clark's canoe camps. The dig was on an island so we had to cross two channels of the river to get out there (something that's only possible without a motor boat during the spring). We canoed over the first channel and then waded over the second, because it was less than a foot deep. At the end of the day though, when we got back to wear we left our canoe, we discovered that someone had pushed it into the river and it had floated quite a ways down stream. The only way to get back to our vehicles was to walk across the deeper channel-my nightmare! I had on chest waders (and the water was only up to my waist, though very fast flowing) so getting wet wasn't an issue but the thought of walking across that water by myself was too much! I made my professor wade back across, after he had gone and taken some equiptment, and get me and then i literally clung to his coat with both hands as i followed him across. I was so glad to make it back to dry ground!My honest to goodness first thought when i realized i would have to wade through the river to get home was that someone needed to go get my husband, because he would save me. I laughed with my mom about how crazy i would have looked if i had stood on the sand bar and screamed at them to go get my husband over and over again. THankfully, it didn't come to that.gee! Stronger then I am! the last time I went swimming, not to the beach, but actually swimming at a non see the bottom body of water was about 2003 and I swam to the middle of the little lake and nope I couldn't do it and all the panic and everything set in and I swam back and vomited into the trash can and I haven't swam since and not that I miss that! I go to the beach and indoor pools and I am fine but I don't like roughhousing and so no one touches me when I go swimming! I am hands off!
Duncan Posted January 31, 2012 Author Posted January 31, 2012 I totally get the paper towels issue. Have the same one. I dislike using door or faucet handles. After all faucet handles had to be touched when one's hands were dirty in order to turn them on to clean them and rarely do people clean them at the same time they clean their hands. The issue with door handles is people not washing their hands. Use my elbows whenever I can to open or turn on something. I also let drinking fountains run awhile before I drink from them.Another side issue: IIRC, the latest dirtiest surface in the house is not the kitchen sponge (that's second place), but your computer keyboard. A good reason to have your own personal keyboard and to use those covers that are so much easier to clean than the individual keys. My husband insists on using sponges....sigh. We put them in the dishwasher when we remember, but still...I was this one somewhat frequently and the screen, I don't have a laptop
Duncan Posted January 31, 2012 Author Posted January 31, 2012 My worst phobia is the Musophobia thing, specifically rats and mice. I absolutely, totally and completely can’t be in the same house as they are, I just can’t. I have had several unpleasant encounters with rodents. I met a guy in the mission field who shared this phobia and he also told some horror scenes that I can’t seem to forget. My latest encounter was when I volunteered to help this older lady in our ward clean her hoard. She lived in a below ground basement suite and she is next to the boiler room so her apartment was hot and humid and I am prone to panic attacks but not as bad now thankfully. So I was hot and sweaty and she offered me lunch, which was very nice and unfortunately it was eggs…Eggs are good but not in that kind of living condition! So I forced myself to eat eggs in a hot situation. After that scene and I wasn’t feeling it she asked me to clean up a stack of magazines in the corner. So I bent down to pick them up and there…it…was. A rat in the corner and it looked dead. Well, I froze and I couldn’t even function and so I got it together to say what was going on and she asked me to sweep it up and put it in a bucket and throw it out, which would be like me winning the grand prize on Fear factor if I could actually do that. It took everything I had to even look at it let alone touch that blooming thing with a broom but as soon as I tried to sweep it up it awoke, and she screamed and it ran between my legs, briefly touching my ankle and I passed out, I slumped into the corner. I wasn’t doing the helping her anymore and I got out of there. I took a shower and threw away my jeans and socks and I called the Bishop and apologized but maybe alive or dead rats and me isn’t happening anytime soon. I couldn’t even sleep that night and so I had to take Benadryl to get that going. She could hate me till doomsday for all I care and I have never mistreated her at church but I am NOT getting involved in anything like that again!!!!
Calm Posted January 31, 2012 Posted January 31, 2012 I think I would totally freak out with rats, they are so big. Luckily I've only come across dead mice (when cleaning my grandma's basement, she used poison which does NOT drive the mice outside like they say) when cleaning. I like almost all things about winter save the yearly invasion...thankfully it usually only happens once. My husband hates cats and our dog isn't allowed free rein over the house due to a chewing issue...plus I can't stand the hair in the bedrooms so there is no longer that deterrent. It was very nice the first five years or so in this house because we had a cat we took in so when a family member got sick with cancer and didn't want to risk possible infections and parasite transfers (even though the doctor said it would not be a problem as long as someone else cleans the litter box), but the cat went out one day and didn't come back (lots of feral cats around plus dogs off leash and likely foxes, snakes and possibly even bobcats on very rare occasions as it is a semi-rural area in the foothills of the Wasatch Mountains.)Another big dislike here---pets sticking their butt in my face or having them lick me after cleaning themselves. I only allow licking on my hands and wash them as soon as they are done....which is when I can't stand it any longer. Makes my hands itch too.
bluebell Posted January 31, 2012 Posted January 31, 2012 You would die at my house Duncan. I used to have pet rats. My last one just had to be put to sleep this august because of tumors. Seriously though, bravo for at least trying to pick up the 'dead' rat. That took guts. Once on my mission the elders roped my companion and i into helping clean some lady's house that they tracted into. I'll never forget sitting across from her while she sat in a recliner in her living room and watching the cockroaches climbing up and down the wall behind her. It was the worst day of my whole mission but it's amazing what you can do under certain circumstances.
annewandering Posted January 31, 2012 Posted January 31, 2012 (edited) I do not let animals near my face and certainly dont let them lick me. Or lick anything I touch. I do not like them to touch me but I can touch them if I want but when I am done I am DONE.Not sure its a phobia since it started when a dog bit my upper lip in half when I was three. It doesnt scare me but it gives me the creeps. Edited January 31, 2012 by annewandering
Duncan Posted January 31, 2012 Author Posted January 31, 2012 (edited) You would die at my house Duncan. I used to have pet rats. My last one just had to be put to sleep this august because of tumors.Seriously though, bravo for at least trying to pick up the 'dead' rat. That took guts. Once on my mission the elders roped my companion and i into helping clean some lady's house that they tracted into. I'll never forget sitting across from her while she sat in a recliner in her living room and watching the cockroaches climbing up and down the wall behind her. It was the worst day of my whole mission but it's amazing what you can do under certain circumstances.definately dead if you had a pet rat with a tumours! I would be dead before I hit the ground. Well, I couldn't get out of there fast enough after that horror show, let me tell ya! I remember once tracting and I saw this mouse climbing up the window and the curtain, it got stuck between and boy when the guy came to the door and I told him we were selling pickles or something, I wasn't going into there. Cockroaches? yuck! that is like something you see on billy the exterminator or hoarders or something-but as they say in the east coast goodonya for making it through that! did you get them back? Edited January 31, 2012 by Duncan
Duncan Posted January 31, 2012 Author Posted January 31, 2012 I think I would totally freak out with rats, they are so big. Luckily I've only come across dead mice (when cleaning my grandma's basement, she used poison which does NOT drive the mice outside like they say) when cleaning. I like almost all things about winter save the yearly invasion...thankfully it usually only happens once. My husband hates cats and our dog isn't allowed free rein over the house due to a chewing issue...plus I can't stand the hair in the bedrooms so there is no longer that deterrent. It was very nice the first five years or so in this house because we had a cat we took in so when a family member got sick with cancer and didn't want to risk possible infections and parasite transfers (even though the doctor said it would not be a problem as long as someone else cleans the litter box), but the cat went out one day and didn't come back (lots of feral cats around plus dogs off leash and likely foxes, snakes and possibly even bobcats on very rare occasions as it is a semi-rural area in the foothills of the Wasatch Mountains.)Another big dislike here---pets sticking their butt in my face or having them lick me after cleaning themselves. I only allow licking on my hands and wash them as soon as they are done....which is when I can't stand it any longer. Makes my hands itch too.in agreement there, with all that hair, yucky. LA had stray dogs and I grew to not enjoy their company! Once my comp almost threw his bike at one that chased us
blackstrap Posted January 31, 2012 Posted January 31, 2012 two things: 1. to verify the germ stuff. Microbiology class,BYU,each student "kissed" some blood agar-agar and then put it in an incubator for 24 hours. We observed the lush bacterial growth in the shape of our lips and then and there swore off kissing forever! Unfortunately our resolve only lasted a couple of days.LOL! 2. Went into the kitchen at our apartment in Guatemala sometime after 10 pm. Turned on the lights and the walls literally MOVED. Cockroaches went in every direction and disappeared into the woodwork. I tried not to think about the fact that our food was prepared there daily.
Gillebre Posted February 8, 2012 Posted February 8, 2012 Personally, I think I've developed a minor arachnophobia.Our house was built on a field that was home to plenty of brown recluse spiders. It just freaks me out sometimes.It's been a good lesson in dealing with fear in my life, and not just of spiders. I have been blessed in that I can call upon Him for the companionship of the Holy Ghost, where all fear is gone, and there is only light.Makes things easier. Haha.
Matthew J. Tandy Posted February 9, 2012 Posted February 9, 2012 I thouight of this video in relation to this thread...Stop It!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYLMTvxOaeE 1
altersteve Posted February 10, 2012 Posted February 10, 2012 Public speaking.I'm also a bit of a germophobe when it comes to my mouth for some strange reason. I have to brush my teeth twice a day and floss once a day or else I go crazy.
Calm Posted February 10, 2012 Posted February 10, 2012 Public speaking.I'm also a bit of a germophobe when it comes to my mouth for some strange reason. I have to brush my teeth twice a day and floss once a day or else I go crazy.Your dentist must love you.
Bill “Papa” Lee Posted February 10, 2012 Posted February 10, 2012 Do you have any phobias? Like irrational but very rational to you fears? I am claustrophobic, aquaphobic( I can go swimming in water that I can see the bottom of no problem otherwise) and musophobia (fears of mice and rats specifically but I extend it out to anything small and furry) I have reasons why but I would faint in writing them out but what are yours?Heights; which I am able to completely suspend at work and while flying, I was a crew-chief on a medivac helicopter in the Army which I chose to overcome it. In private it still scares me to death.
LeSellers Posted February 17, 2012 Posted February 17, 2012 Nazi demon vampire zombies.I believe even I'd fear such creatures. But only in the dark, under a full moon, on Friday the 13th.Lehi
Matthew J. Tandy Posted February 17, 2012 Posted February 17, 2012 Nazi demon vampire zombies.Well, If it was only Confedarate demon vampires, Abraham Lincoln would have been all over that. The zombie part though may be a bit out of his league...
The Nehor Posted February 17, 2012 Posted February 17, 2012 (edited) Well, If it was only Confedarate demon vampires, Abraham Lincoln would have been all over that. The zombie part though may be a bit out of his league...What are you talking about? That was his specialty. Edited February 17, 2012 by The Nehor
Matthew J. Tandy Posted February 17, 2012 Posted February 17, 2012 That was his specialty.No no no. I distinctly do not recall a single Zombie in there. Only vampires. That's why the zombie bit may be out of his league.:-)Good book by the way. A little slow in parts, the ending is too rushed, but all in all, a great novel and it does a fantastic job of mixing history with a new mythos to the point at time I was not sure which was which.
Calm Posted February 17, 2012 Posted February 17, 2012 (edited) I've decided to become a germophobic...went out last week for the first time in months on a date with my husband (actually two dates) and now I've got strep.....I need to be more careful. Edited February 17, 2012 by calmoriah 1
The Nehor Posted February 17, 2012 Posted February 17, 2012 I've decided to become a germophobic...went out last week for the first time in months on a date with my husband (actually two dates) and now I've got strep.....I need to be more careful.Never kiss him again. That should solve the problem.
Calm Posted February 17, 2012 Posted February 17, 2012 Never kiss him again. That should solve the problem. Yea......It was probably the kids we were hanging out with at the UVU women's basketball game, wrestling match and sports club dinner. Sat with some friends who had brought five of their kids, the youngest and I had lots of fun together, but I probably should have drawn the line at helping her wipe her nose.
Messenger Posted February 18, 2012 Posted February 18, 2012 Heights? noAircraft? noBoats? noClosed spaces? noStanding on top of very steep roofs installing sat dishes? noDriving on ice? noAccidents? noFights? noSnakes? noSpiders? noWild Animals? not reallynon-members? nofamous people? noLawyers? nowater? noreally really fast water up a river without a paddle? nopelightning? nolightning then your hair stands up on end at the same time? yawntornadoes? noFloods? noExtreme storms? Love 'emOld Ford Pintos? noSweating dynamite? noStun Guns? noReal Guns? noNum chucks? Only when you have themAir Crashes? Not really - just raise your hands up on the way down!When my ADHD meds are gone? No, but I fear for you if that happens! LOL
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