…thinking of an anthology on desire and being different abled…

Join us in this conversation and contribute to what will be an anthology series, podcasts, seminar series! A CFP is coming!

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Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin

Takes a certain edge and drive to turn a health event like a grand mal seizure into a conversation about age, ability, and erotic desire.  Turn on your vibrator and start writing.

Happy Samhain aka Happy Mercury Retrograde aka Happy Halloween!

Happy Samhain aka Happy Mercury Retrograde aka Happy Halloween!

Talk about Mercury Retrograde–I cannot drive until I get cleared from my neurologist.

Why?

I had a grand mal seizure Tuesday afternoon after a pretty pleasant English faculty meeting.  I suffer from high blood pressure and intracranial hypertension aka pseudo tumor.  One minute I was standing up to go get my jacket that was still in the office, and 20 minutes later I was quivering in a small pool of urine waking up to my colleagues trying to keep me calm as the EMTs attempted to put me on a stretcher with straps to get me to hospital.  I was not very cooperative, I’m afraid, but I ended up in ER with my colleagues Aparajita (from my last podcast, remember?) and Helene riding with me in the ambulance.  Many thanks go out to April (another one of my podcasts this year) who was able to calm me down enough to keep me from running away from the EMTs–I really do have a problem with people in uniform telling me what to do.

Several hours later I was home after being prodded and poked and examined.  I’ve already seen my GP and I will see my neurologist the same day I see my  shrink.

Unrelated visits but both downtown.

I hate not being able to drive without a doctor’s approval.

I can still write, though.

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Under the Hood: Gums, Teeth, Vaginas, and Blood

Every once in a while, I like to get a check-up, see if everything’s working under the hood, especially as the year begins to wind down a bit, and especially since Mercury Retrograde is about to arrive on Samhain aka Halloween.

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I usually don’t anticipate emergencies or crises in my everyday personal life, but I work in a high-stress environment with constant contact with the public, plus my research, teaching, and committee work tends to put me over the top in terms of stress levels and workload.  There’s something I have been missing lately:

Rest.

This blog has become a part of my workload.

Visiting the doctor should relax me, but as a Black woman, the white coat syndrome always pops up for me, regardless of the reason for my medical visit.  What should relax me actually makes me even more anxious than dealing with my job.

You get the idea.

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I usually do my doc visits around this time of year, and this time I decided to see my psychologist, my dentist, and my gynecologist within a two week period, which usually leads to the other things–followups for more dental work, mammograms, colon checks, etc.

At age 53 I am beginning to realize that my blood pressure isn’t as reliable as I thought it was, and chances are high that I’m going to have to make even more changes than the weight loss I accomplished this year.

One change involves me becoming much more informed about drug interaction and spacing out medical appointments a bit more generously.

Here’s a couple takeaways for you since you’ve taken the time to read my post today.

When you go to the dentist, do make sure (if you are having work requiring gum anesthesia) that you

  • 1) remind your dentist if you have hypertension; and
  • 2) do a frequent check of your blood pressure for about 12-24 hours after the procedure.

Could save your life, and keep you from stroking out or having a cardiac arrest.

Why?

Because until last Thursday, I had no idea that Novocain could cause me to have stroke-ready/cardiac arrest-ready blood pressure.

Where was I?

At the gynecologist waiting for my pelvic exam and pap smear, which ultimately did not happen because my blood pressure was off the charts.  I got as close as being stark naked, save for my socks, but no stirrups or breast exam that day. That’s right–she would not do the exam because my blood pressure was too high.

After having them do my blood and urine tests–which I insisted on because otherwise that whole day out in suburbia would have been a waste–I spent two hours sitting in ER having more tests done before going home and having to monitor my blood pressure.

We are fully in the shadow of Mercury Retrograde, and last week was the beginning of me having to alter my whole way of thinking about my blood pressure and my health overall.   As I get through the rest of fall semester and plan out my podcast episodes, I will need to plan for real resting points.

Everything else besides my blood pressure checked out well for me.  I am healthy, sane, well-balanced in my thinking, which is great for me, and even a relief that my attention to my blood pressure will help me learn how to not allow my work environment to harm my well-being or take me from my sense of grace.

Take your medicine on schedule (I do!), and stay informed — save your own life.

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Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin

I should write about tongues and teeth…..

Home from the dentist: What started out as a $50-75 bill became a $875 bill (payment plan, folks!). Having a metal filling replaced costs MONEY–and apparently this one could not wait…..so now I’m post dentist visit several hours later with a numb mouth and a temporary filling before the permanent replacement…..at least it didn’t hurt.

Of course, I started thinking about many things having to do with tongues, teeth, saliva, taste.  The oral implications and thoughts about surrendering oneself to probes, needles, picks, depressors, and gloved hands.  Swallowing and spitting.

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Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin

 

2019 Coming Out Day

I’m bisexual*, poly-friendly*, leather-kink friendly, intersectional/Black feminist, femme, and I identify as queer*.
*bisexual means I love women AND men AND non-gender/gender-fluid people
*poly means polyamory, and poly-friendly means I am happy in a monogamous or polyamorous relationship
*queer means for me I don’t fit into a nice neat box, plus my leather-femme identity as a submissive is not categorizable
#ComingOutDay
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my nonacademic emotional mind lately

Anyone you choose to date or build a relationship with should know some basics about you–and you should know some basics about that person.

I’d rather know from the jump if a person is a homophobe/biphobe or some misogynistic creep. Absolutely not. Start out with honesty and clarity, and absolutely do not adjust your identity or pretend to be hetero for the world that privileges cis-heterosexuality. The way I see it folk who can’t deal with us and act a fool are helping me narrow the playing field over the long haul. A person who does not accept me as I am is not worthy of my time or energy. As you grow older you begin to realize that fact.

I don’t hide myself from anyone who wants to be in my space. Misogyny does not go away if I mask myself–and the closet then becomes a prison, and not just a private space. I’m saying that as a bi cis-woman I don’t think that the closet or pretending to be straight keeps me safe. In fact, it made things worse when I kept myself closeted.

I’d rather know up front what I’m dealing with.

I do what’s safe for me.

I’m out in my community, and I’m out to my family.

I know about domestic abuse, sexism, homophobia/transphobia/biphobia.

I know that some of our worst enemies come from our own, and make it a point of wishing negativity on our own for no other reason than “misery loves company.” I don’t do that to my own. I rebuke all negativity in the name of Jesus.

I also know enough about women’s history, Black history, and LGBTQ history to know that hiding yourself does not save you, or as Audre Lorde once wrote, “your silence will not save you.”

As such, I refuse to be silent in the face of bigotry. You do what you do and go in peace.

Follow your heart and rebuke the negativity. Anyone who does not respect your boundaries or objectifies you is unworthy of your energy or company. If for you that means no romance then so be it. Meditate on it, and follow what the Holy Spirit tells you about a person’s true intent.

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…reposting old podcast favs for my fans searching my archives…

Yes, folk, I do check my stats, and it seems a few of you are thirsty for the old stuff on my podcast channel.  Don’t fret–here’s a shortcut:

For my listeners looking for old podcast favs!

The Brand is growing!  This summer will be busy with more posts, the launching of a new blog and podcast show, plus guest hosts and writers to really expand on afrofuturism work, as well as digital humanities work and creative writing.  Going to get really busy here, so stay tuned and please do continue to support this channel and the podcast channel –> https://cash.app/$drcat

Cherie Ann Turpin