I am a newbie and am going to my specialist in about an hour. I have three things to share 1) a personal vent, 2)on the site in general and 3) a comment on the moving of the discussion
1) In December I went to our college president's home for a christmas event. As I was leaving, I realized the front stoop had one step but no guardrail. Knowing my balance problem, I spread out my arms slightly to get my balance but was unsuccessful and tripped down the stairs anyway. My president shook his head, laughed at me as being the ultimate klutz and told me , you throught you would trip and so you did. I was humiliated and told him, no, it was my ear. That moment, while small compared to the vents of after treatment, keeps ringing (no pun intended) true to me. I know regardless of what happens in the next few hours (wait and watch again or follow a different treatment plan), I will have a personal journal that is fraught with joy, sorrow, anger, and fear.
2) I appreciate the place to vent my sorror and fear (for today). I also understand everyone has different levels of anger, fear, joy and fear depending on the day and the person. I have read all these vents and can see each person's journey. It is scary, it is overwhelming for a newbie but no more so than the literature. There is a human element here that touches my heart. I know and feel for each person's pain and frustration. 3) having spend 10 years of my life as an award wining journalist I can say that our freedom of speech has not been compromised. I think the moving to a different venue is correct because it is a private reflection shared among those who really understand. It is still public and non censored. Freedom of speech comes with responsibilities as does this forum, there are clear guidelines. I find it the most open and supportive venue for me (remember I am a newbie, I reserve the right to change my mind later on). I thank the association and the members for providing this opportinity. While sometimes the "warts" in warts in all are unpleasant; they are real. I hope not to dwell on the warts for I am already struggling with my own downward spiral of discontent.