"Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you," said the wisest of wise men. "The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon."



('The Alchemist' Paulo Coelho)




Sunday, September 24, 2006

Arachnophobia part deux

Today's CBT course was about phobias and how to develop a programme to deal with them - phobias such as arachnaphobia, that is. Relaxation techniques are important when the client becomes stressed (i.e. standing on a chair, screaming.)
This evening, a giant of the species hurtled across the dining area. I screamed.
"Oh, for goodness sake," said Keith, not moving from his laid back position on the sofa, "It's only a spider!"
I was too busy spraying fly spray under the bureau where the monster had taken refuge to respond in an appropriate way ( a good hard clout) and then I was too busy stamping on it when it reappeared.
You should be dealing with this for me, not just sitting there!" I shouted.
"I can't! I can't do any stamping with my feet," he replied. "Anyway, why don't you do your relaxation exercise?"
My response? Unprintable!
But I'll remember...

10 comments:

Beachhutman said...

I am developing a phobia of CBT, as I am writing the damn stuff.......
but I may get paid for it, so, hey, can't be all bad.

Can it?

Flighty said...

There do seem to be a lot of spiders this year. I usually don't mind them but I've come across a few bigger than usual ones.

Jennyta said...

Getting paid for it sounds good, George.
Flighty, they certainly are making them bigger this year!

Jonathan said...

I'm sure those courses are to develop programmes for unnatural phobias. Arachnophobia is definately not irrational...I mean, look at the spider in little Miss Muffet, for example! Evil, I say!!

Ellee said...

Have you noticed how spiders are getting bigger? I had one the size of my dinner plate this summer, there was a thunderstorm and the lights went out, I was terrified. We found a torch, called my neighbour (hubby was out), who came half an hour later, my son was on spider patrol the whole time, then my neighbour dropped, it was eventually caught and let out the window. How do we know it didn't come back?

Yorkshire Pudding said...

As I have probably advised before, we have to meet our phobias head on. Lying naked in an old tin bath as as an entomologist (or an excited Keith)ladles a football crowd of spiders into the vessel and upon the incumbent is a sure way of cracking the phobia.

Jennyta said...

You are right, Ellee, they always come back. That's why I insist on them being killed. ;)

YP. the picture you paint fills me with the utmost horror!!And I thought you were a nice man.

Michelle said...

OOps, me thinks i spoke too soon !Aversion therapy works wonders!

GweiMui said...

Jenny,

there's a trick to it with spiders, and any other phobia

If your up for it.....

find a very small dead Spider, then spend some time looking at it, closely.
after a couple of weeks get round to touching it, keep it in a match box in your handbag.
Gradually progress to a bigger dead spider, keep touching it.

finally when you are REALLY up-to it, put it on the PALM of your hand.(your palm is less sensitive)

keep progressing until you are really happy around dead spiders.
then progress to a live one, perhaps a " money spider".( about the size of a match head)

this whole process may take 6 months to a year depending on how strong your phobia is.
take it as far as you feel happy.


But seriously you need to get to a stage where if there is a spider in your car, you do not panic when you are driving.

Jennyta said...

Couldn't even think about it, Gweimui!!

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