tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post4948777703860449471..comments2023-05-08T01:44:22.927-07:00Comments on Mad Peach: Anxiety vs. the Hospital's Third FloorEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231523634115523348noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-19589957625644723432013-06-08T03:00:43.413-07:002013-06-08T03:00:43.413-07:00Thank you for all of your comments, everyone! I w...Thank you for all of your comments, everyone! I wasn't able to keep up this week but I appreciate your stopping by!!Estherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13231523634115523348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-84733111716779454832013-06-08T02:59:55.394-07:002013-06-08T02:59:55.394-07:00Thank you Erika! It's so nice to know I am he...Thank you Erika! It's so nice to know I am helping someone out there.<br /><br />26 floors, wow! The most I've gone on the stairs is 9 floors. That was in a hotel, carrying luggage. I felt like a badass, but a ridiculous one.<br /><br />Hugs to you.Estherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13231523634115523348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-26596757748001708672013-06-07T12:07:32.896-07:002013-06-07T12:07:32.896-07:00This is great, Esther. Thanks for sharing your ini...This is great, Esther. Thanks for sharing your inimitable voice.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10538275419008817797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-77059297848277412972013-06-06T20:40:52.548-07:002013-06-06T20:40:52.548-07:00Love this! (And have missed seeing you on the grid...Love this! (And have missed seeing you on the grids.) You marry humor and sentiment really well here and I totally relate to the mascara crying thing. Funny story: yesterday my 3-year-old was crying because he left his favorite stuffed bunny at preschool. My husband, trying to lighten things up, said, "What's coming out of your eyes?" Lincoln wiped his eyes and looked at his hand and said, with some surprise, "It's not blood!" :)Kirsten Oliphanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00496242688262871608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-36369475611311573042013-06-06T11:15:40.754-07:002013-06-06T11:15:40.754-07:00I love your translations. :) I love your translations. :) Natalie DeYounghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16906680301422288990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-84513274774961816062013-06-06T10:36:00.320-07:002013-06-06T10:36:00.320-07:00This is brilliantly told. Anxiety is horrible, sca...This is brilliantly told. Anxiety is horrible, scary and debilitating. Thanks for also showing the funny, quirky human side. I felt your pain, but you also made me laugh.psychochefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12863106240537001318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-48383740485471170862013-06-06T08:59:06.204-07:002013-06-06T08:59:06.204-07:00I know how the elevator anxiety is; surprising tho...I know how the elevator anxiety is; surprising though that you have it and not you mother or grandmother. My mom has a huge elevator anxiety and claustrophobia but I usually have to accompany her on the stairs because of that, so we feel like idiots together. The way you begin your post is very funny. That word, yes, german is such a language. It took me forever to get used to LONG sign boards on public buildings when I first moved here. Take care. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07064123543002117090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-74784911467583410542013-06-05T18:29:58.998-07:002013-06-05T18:29:58.998-07:00I find it highly disturbing that there was no way ...I find it highly disturbing that there was no way to access that floor from the stairwell. I don't usually get elevator anxiety, but my claustrophobia would definitely kick-in if I felt like I couldn't get out of a stairwell. Yikes.Kristinhttp://www.mutterschwester.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-2413125755086180762013-06-05T15:33:27.419-07:002013-06-05T15:33:27.419-07:00Welcome back to Yeah Write! Such a compelling sto...Welcome back to Yeah Write! Such a compelling story and I love how you told it. Anxiety is just awful. I hope you can get to see your grandfather soon.Michelle Longohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15437193620480920753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-58385273809022951332013-06-05T13:43:11.901-07:002013-06-05T13:43:11.901-07:00My anxiety increases like crazy when I'm stres...My anxiety increases like crazy when I'm stressed too though for me it's not about elevators. Hang in there! You will experience whatever the German word is for "the feeling one gets when one can tame one's anxieties after a long period of turmoil."Larkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01782254001145914109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-24112770305080873372013-06-05T11:29:17.710-07:002013-06-05T11:29:17.710-07:00My daughter hates elevators because she is afraid ...My daughter hates elevators because she is afraid they'll get stuck, and I can't say I blame her. The very thought gives me the sweats.Mamarifichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04861115843532508157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-12803449312696744522013-06-05T09:08:17.065-07:002013-06-05T09:08:17.065-07:00I understand elevator anxiety well. I got stuck on...I understand elevator anxiety well. I got stuck on one once a couple years ago, and ever since then have suffered from a pretty terrible case of claustrophobia and can't get into an elevator alone now without having some sort of panic attack. I haven't yet figured out how to rehabilitate it.Samantha Brinn Merelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15109435460094526642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-60000057180496189722013-06-05T05:54:46.082-07:002013-06-05T05:54:46.082-07:00I'm sure you will be able to step onto an elev...I'm sure you will be able to step onto an elevator again. I remember as a child going through a period where I couldn't go on escalators. I still think about that when I approach one. Standing at the top watching the stairs going down. Not being able to take the first step. Of course as a child, my dad eventually took my dad and basically drug me on. You are not alone -- we all battle getting on elevators of some kind or another. Jamie Mileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03464973297373372882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240355902210786734.post-49547209735115209292013-06-05T02:55:57.236-07:002013-06-05T02:55:57.236-07:00I can totally relate to this. I once tried to take...I can totally relate to this. I once tried to take the stairs all the way up 26 floors to visit my Grandmother in her high rise apartment building in Milwaukee. The elevator in her building frightened me so badly. Thank you for sharing your writing. It always comforts me. Erikahttp://www.savoriegirl.comnoreply@blogger.com