<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post4533107709203258175..comments</id><updated>2009-05-11T17:25:45.398-05:00</updated><category term='hobbies'/><category term='calendar'/><category term='felix'/><category term='tools'/><category term='news'/><category term='books'/><category term='heredity'/><category term='doctors'/><category term='side effects'/><category term='medication overuse headache'/><category term='events'/><category term='info'/><category term='transcranial magnetic stimulation'/><category term='simplify'/><category term='recommended reading'/><category term='safety'/><category term='anxiety'/><category term='physical therapy'/><category term='travel'/><category term='polls'/><category term='journal'/><category term='family'/><category 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block'/><category term='found'/><category term='radiofrequency nerve ablation'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='aromatherapy'/><category term='media'/><category term='migrainedotcom'/><category term='support'/><category term='ibs'/><category term='admin'/><category term='mild traumatic brain injury'/><category term='contests'/><category term='patients'/><category term='environment'/><category term='prevention'/><category term='dallas'/><category term='treatment'/><category term='pacing'/><category term='botox'/><category term='advocacy'/><category term='triggers'/><category term='pfo'/><category term='disability'/><category term='meditation'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='maisy'/><category term='sex'/><category term='yoga'/><category term='fibromyalgia'/><category term='chat'/><category term='headache carnival'/><category term='prescriptions'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='project better me'/><category term='friends'/><category term='gluten'/><category term='behavioral pain management'/><category term='children'/><category term='symptoms'/><category term='research'/><category term='law'/><category term='fda'/><category term='nausea'/><category term='migraine warrior'/><category term='goals'/><category term='music'/><category term='invisible illness'/><category term='spirituality'/><category term='life'/><category term='hemiplegic migraine'/><category term='food'/><category term='carnival'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='career'/><category term='emergency'/><category term='stroke'/><category term='acupuncture'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Comments on Somebody Heal Me: Please Don't Ask Me 'How are You?'</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/feeds/4533107709203258175/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html'/><author><name>Diana Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003936391451383062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5-47-AV2nA/TAl0FFOVjaI/AAAAAAAACeA/Wdl_jRgxNdE/S220/SarahDianaJune2009_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-4570280744739149418</id><published>2009-05-11T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:14:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a dilemma, especially since I now have a bet...</title><summary type='text'>It is a dilemma, especially since I now have a better handle on preventing my migraines. No migraine, no problem, ask away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a Migraine, WHO ARE YOU? AND WHY THE HELL DO YOU CARE? AND THE WORLD CAN DIE DIE DIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, sorry. But I get a little moody when I am under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, my mother-in-law (I am blessed with a great mother-in-law. No jokes about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/4570280744739149418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/4570280744739149418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html?showComment=1242080040000#c4570280744739149418' title=''/><author><name>Bobblehead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05083973358260631503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/24/43382489_bdd0c0c5b8.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-4533107709203258175' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/posts/default/4533107709203258175' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-575205377'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-2582421714723680740</id><published>2009-05-08T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:56:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I go for something like, "Oh, muddling through!" i...</title><summary type='text'>I go for something like, "Oh, muddling through!" in as light a tone as I can muster in those circumstances.  I usually don't want to put to much effort into a question that is 99% of the time just a social nicety, but I usually don't want to answer with, "I'm fine."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/2582421714723680740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/2582421714723680740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html?showComment=1241830560000#c2582421714723680740' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10258482044838974992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-4533107709203258175' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/posts/default/4533107709203258175' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1520830761'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-5174555240182891343</id><published>2009-05-08T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:34:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I try for middle ground - I blogged about this a w...</title><summary type='text'>I try for middle ground - I blogged about this a while ago - a lot of us were using "AWAP" for "as well as possible." AWAP is a little bit like saying "not bad considering..." or "I've had worse days." I had to train my parents that "okay" is good.  "Okay" is a helluva lot better than not okay! It's a tough one though. I think sometimes you can tell from someone's tone of voice whether it's an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/5174555240182891343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/5174555240182891343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html?showComment=1241822040000#c5174555240182891343' title=''/><author><name>Megan Oltman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13192018322133325834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-K4Lj7omC4/SeOnzR5zfMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kmrCGWhLTWo/S220/littleheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-4533107709203258175' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/posts/default/4533107709203258175' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-494670718'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-1313371912590409994</id><published>2009-05-07T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:53:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I think it's what's unseen that adds the...</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I think it's what's unseen that adds the pressure to reveal. If I walk with a cane there's an unsaid communication - "I do things differently" it might be slower or more deliberately or with pain. But one look at the cane and you know somethings up. Right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With chronic invisible experiences nothing telegraphs "different" - and we try to say it in our answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/1313371912590409994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/1313371912590409994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html?showComment=1241736780000#c1313371912590409994' title=''/><author><name>nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556126066536995016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo_m0QTnLMQ/SX313CkIKpI/AAAAAAAALxs/Pi3nS8xTD6A/S220/nikki+in+a+bikini.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-4533107709203258175' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/posts/default/4533107709203258175' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1904437732'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-3657179848616915201</id><published>2009-05-07T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:38:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What should someone ask? Isn't it rude *not* to in...</title><summary type='text'>What should someone ask? Isn't it rude *not* to inquire?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/3657179848616915201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/3657179848616915201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html?showComment=1241678280000#c3657179848616915201' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-4533107709203258175' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/posts/default/4533107709203258175' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1554856566'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-5557517269662116755</id><published>2009-05-06T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:55:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I kind of hate that question. Almost as much...</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I kind of hate that question. Almost as much as the 'what do you do?' question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reply is almost always 'I'm okay'. If I'm particularly bad I sometimes say 'I've been better' -- the first couple years I would just say good, doing good, whatever. When really I was (and am) in all kinds of pain. But I also don't usually don't want to talk about it. I'm not looking for another </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/5557517269662116755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/5557517269662116755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html?showComment=1241639700000#c5557517269662116755' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136475934858797611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.spencerkellis.net/img/emily.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-4533107709203258175' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/posts/default/4533107709203258175' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1362353749'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-6887161853599827197</id><published>2009-05-06T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:30:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I use to get really aggravated by myself, forcing ...</title><summary type='text'>I use to get really aggravated by myself, forcing the 'fine' answer when I clearly wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;But I found the more often I responded with any other answer there was always a follow-up asking me for further explanation.&lt;br /&gt;After 12 years, most everyone I know, know's that I'm not fine, or that I'm at least in pain. So while they accept the answer I give,they know I'm lying.&lt;br /&gt;But it's just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/6887161853599827197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/4533107709203258175/comments/default/6887161853599827197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html?showComment=1241623800000#c6887161853599827197' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://somebodyhealme.dianalee.net/2009/05/please-dont-ask-me-how-are-you.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29826751.post-4533107709203258175' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29826751/posts/default/4533107709203258175' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-713613290'/></entry></feed>
