3804341 จิตวิทยาผู้ใหญ่และวัยสูงอายุ Adult and Aging Psychology
กระบวนการทางสรีระทางจิต และทางสังคมของผู้ใหญ่ และผู้สูงอายุทฤษฎีที่เกี่ยวข้อง งานพัฒนาการ และการแก้ปัญหา
(Physiological, psychological and social processes of adults and old age; related theories; developmental tasks and solution to problems.)
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What happened..? I don’t get it. Just came back from my 2 free weeks and I don’t know myself anymore. Once outraged and close to beating someone or something up, then sunk in melancholy, then uplifting myself with inspiring proverbs and a shining, optimistic view on life. I complain about my non-ability to focus on special things, to get along with matters, to really move something, to create something valuable. On the other hand, I am just too convinced of my higher intelligence level, I put myself unconsciously above the society around, laughing at them for their tries to be more emotional, meaningful, colourful, special. – Thinking – “well, these factors they haven’t neither inherited nor ever came to know what it is – but I know, we do. My people do and so do I. ” Putting myself deliberately aside, at each moment possible.
And yet I don’t like this feeling to be separated, to be singled out. Uncomfortable and not decent.
I stopped learning, religious studies do not really interest and I have no patience to read an article to its end. Dozens of mails and online courses wait for me but I just miss them again and again and let them wait for any right moment whcih I silently hope not to arrive now.
It’s basically the same with all studies. School or university as well. University, since there were some local problems out there and so I do not plan returning to it again; school – since education here is dumb, more than anything I have ever seen on earth apart from multimedial consummation and shopping. Education here and the light values and the way how we are taught upon to view things, how to behave, how to think and analyze. Light version of living. Light version of everything but with a notorious pressure on us to put ourselves under stressful conditions so that our simple learning would look demanding and full of effort. That’s how we lose time, energy, health. On nothing. I doubt I will ever need all the repetitions of information I get served now for the 5th or 6th time in two years about history, language or analysis.
I yell and kick things around, while actually being quiet inside but something pushes me to freak out in some ways. A silent urge to behave against conventions of this society which I think to be numb. And the conventions silly. And the mentality simply not developed enough at some point. Depriving itself of vitality, pluralism, life, freedom in a way. Yeah, that’s what I think, coming now from intensive weeks of Middle East to this cold old weary country.
I yell at my mother because I lose my patience from time to time. I yell at the computer with its new internet access which is too slow. I yell when no one is listening, I become commanding and offending sometimes when I feel that I’ve had enough of depriving behaviour towards me or was too much ignored or not considered or simply when there’s an obstacle around. Because, I say, I feel I’ve had enough of swallowing it and not responding. I remind myself of a worn out officer with a crack in his voice who feels that he’s slowly losing the commando. Therefore I feel the need to increase force and double strength at points where it’s not really needed.
I simply don’t know what’s going on and I feel some urge for anger, for an outbreak, annoyed yed also annoyed by this feeling. Only behaving myself when in public which appreciates me.
Strange. Where are now all my attempts to be a well-tempered, relaxed person with a stable mind and a light heart, enjoying the world? Well, I do enjoy it, yet always falling back in obsession somehow.
Change of climate, I guess. Thanks G-d I haven’t caught the flu yet.
-isralike
At first just the kitchen phone filled with static. This is a difficult phone, frequently running low on batteries and occasionally not dialing. It was not surprising that it was not working. But as we went around the house it was obvious none of the phones were working. And now they were clicking dead after a few seconds of static. It was early evening but late October so it was dark, very dark. The pounding on the door made us jump. We weren’t expecting anyone and it was an odd time for someone to stop by. Cue the spooky music….
A very tall policeman was at the front door to respond to our 911 call. Only we hadn’t called. What do our phones know? I have seen just enough horror films to know this is a bad sign. He suggested we check our phone lines. Last year we had squirrels get into the lines and cut off service. Sounds like it may have happened again. Only this time the phones sent out a distress signal.
What is the scariest story you have ever read? Stephen King is the king of creepy. Some of the Jonathon Kellerman and Thomas Harris novels could keep me up for a few nights. But for me the scariest, the one that still gives me the willies is the short story, The Monkey’s Paw by W.W. Jacobs written in 1902. Read the whole thing here and then be careful what you wish for.
Scariest Books I have read:
Dracula by Bram Stoker (1897)
The original is amazing. Well written, compelling and creepy.
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
Hard to believe she was so young when she wrote this. I found the book excellent better than any story of Frankenstein I have ever heard. The layers of awareness and guilt and secrecy make it a much richer (and sadder) story than just a monster brought to life during a thunderstorm.
The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova (Little Brown, 2005)
A modern and scholarly approach to vampire lore. I found the history of Transylvania and Turkey fascinating. It is over 600 pages and I was done in two days!
Dear GTN,
My aunt, who is deeply religious, has two prosthetic legs. My cousins have taken her to faith healers many times, yet………the “healers” are unable to grow her new legs.
My aunt is a devout Christian who believes firmly in the power of prayer. So what gives??
Is God sleeping on the job? Or drunk?? Or just lazy?
Or is he too busy with entertainment awards and football games?
Gimp Symp
Dear Gimpy,
Faith healers in my experience are nothing but money grubbing charlatans. When it comes to true spirituality, I have not found one who has a leg to stand on.
If you want to get the big G’s attention and send him a neon sign of faith and devotion then you need to go hard core.
Maybe God will listen harder to your extended familys prayers if they try Catholic Opus Dei modification. Nothing says religious devotion like sleeping on wooden floors, cold showers, flailing ones self with a discipline rope and sporting a cilice. Your aunt could even adorn her cilice with beads and wear a mini skirt to show off her love of the lord.
If your aunt finds these practices too taxing you might suggest the Church of God with Signs Following’s practice of snake handling. God is sure to be impressed watching your cousins dump boxes of rattlesnakes into your aunts wheel chair as she does donuts and wheelies brought on by the Holy Ghost.
Or maybe your family would like to add a bit more spice to their devotion. Grab a chicken and a Saint and get your juju on with some Santeria.
Hell, (no pun intended) try getting your aunt to dance in her chair with a rattlesnake in one hand and a dead chicken in the other while shaking her bedangled cilice to Gregorian Chants.
If none of that works…Tell her the Jews were right.
Send YOUR questions to: thegotonegro@yahoo.com
Leave a comment… I dare ya!
(CFD.net.au – Contract for Difference, Share, Forex, ETFs, Commodities Traders) – A Darwin crocodile scientist says there is a risk the Northern Territory Government’s promise to create a 50 kilometre crocodile exclusion zone around the city will lull the public into a false sense of security.The Government’s plan, including a commitment to kill or remove 500 adult crocodiles from the wild each year, was approved by the Federal Government on Friday.
The chief scientist at the Crocodylus Park, Charlie Manolis, says it will be almost impossible for the Government to keep the exclusion zone free of crocodiles.
He says the Government must back-up the management plan with a stronger public awareness campaign warning of the dangers posed by crocodiles.
“There is a real risk that people will think, ‘Well, this is a crocodile exclusion zone and they’ve been removing crocs, therefore it is safe or safer’,” he said.
“And that’s wrong.
“We know that from 30 years of unregulated hunting in the 1940s, 50s, 60s and 70s and yet within one or two years of protection people were being attacked.”
Mr Manolis says the Government has not committed enough funding for rangers to achieve its aims.
He says floating traps and harpooning are currently used, but other techniques which are less labour intensive, such as snares and baited hooks, should be considered.
“You know you are talking about vast amounts of park,” he said.
“They are remote, and you may need to look at some other capture methods that may be a bit more innovative, that might be a bit more efficient, more effective, so that you don’t need to put so many people into it.
“But look I am sure they will sit down and look into it in due course.”
Source: Safety warning over croc 'exclusion zone'
If you’ve ever had to buy adult diapers you know it can feel a little awkward. Urinary incontinence isn’t something you love to advertise, and it’s not like the product comes packaged discreetly or in small bundles. No, adult diapers come in huge packages with ‘Depends’ blaring from Day-Glo packaging, like you might accidentally forget what they are if not reminded every single second.
You don’t have a lot of options when comes to making these purchases. There are a few ways you can attempt to minimize humiliation, but they all involve going well out of your way and can be a hassle…
You can drive two towns over and buy a few months worth at a time, in order to cut down on the number of purchases you have to make in a year. (This can pay havoc with a fixed income.)
You can shop a store on the other side of town at midnight and wear dark sunglasses and a hat. (Not foolproof, hot in the summer, and makes you look like a suspicious character.)
You can bribe someone to purchase your incontinence products for you and repackage them before leaving them on your porch. (Leaves you wide open to blackmail.)
You can find excuses not to use them at all and stuff wads of paper towels in your shorts instead for those ‘accidental’ moments. (Uncomfortable and undependable – need we say more?)
You can drink only 8 oz of liquids per day, cutting down on the chances of a urinary incontinence event ever happening. (Or you could end up dehydrated and in a hospital – and wearing something much more embarrassing than an adult diaper.)
You can even play ‘burglar’ and watch for opportunities to raid your next door neighbor’s house when she has gone to Tuesday night bingo (This is not merely wrong, but wrong on SO many levels…)
The list goes on and on, but I’m sure you get the idea. All of these methods have serious drawbacks, and are not good long term solutions. In fact, probably the only thing more embarrassing than buying adult diapers or underpads at the Piggly Wiggly is getting caught rappelling down from the Miz-Ethel-the-bingo-addict’s second story window with a pilfered package of them under your arm!
Fortunately, buying adult diapers, underpads and other incontinence products doesn’t have to be an embarrassing chore anymore – with the advent of the internet, nearly anything can be purchased online and discreetly shipped to your door in a plain box that shares no clue to its contents.
Urinary incontinence items, feminine products, condoms, ointments and creams – anything the least bit embarrassing can now be purchased with the click of a button, and delivered nonchalantly to your home; the charges don’t even show up on your credit card bill as ‘adult diapers’, ‘tampon variety pack’ or ‘ultra large ribbed Trojans’.
Whether or not you or any family member wears ‘Depends’ under their clothes is nobody’s business but your own. You can finally feel comfortable about purchasing your ‘unmentionables’ when you have the security of professional, private delivery to your doorstep.
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One December day we found an old straggly cat at our door. She was a sorry sight: starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny, and hair all matted down.
We felt sorry for her so we put her in a carrier and took her to the vet. We didn’t know what to call her so we named her Pussycat.
The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He said he would let us know when we could come and get her.
My husband (the complainer) said, “OK, but don’t forget to wash her, she stinks.” He reminded the vet that it was his WIFE (me) that wanted the dirty cat, not him. My husband and my Vet don’t see eye to eye. The vet calls my husband “El-Cheap-O”, and my husband calls the vet “El-Charge-O”. They love to hate each other and constantly snipe at one another, with my husband getting in the last word on this particular occasion.
The next day my husband had an appointment with his doctor, who is located in the same building, next door to the vet. The MD’s waiting room was full of people waiting to see the doctor.
A side door opened and the vet leaned in – he had obviously seen my husband arrive. He looked straight at my husband and in a loud voice, said, ‘Your wife’s pussy doesn’t stink any more. We washed and shaved it, and now she smells like a rose. Oh, and, by the way, I think she’s pregnant. God only knows who the father is!” He then closed the door.
Now THAT, my friends, is getting EVEN.
