Hiccup Therapy - Solution Center

Have you ever

*hiccup*

tried to say some-

*hiccup*

-thing and just

*hiccup*

couldn't say it

*hiccup*

because of your darn

*hiccup*

HICCUPS?!?!?!?!

It can be EXTREMELY frustrating.



However...

I have a solution.

A quite simple one, really...

My theory was first tested when I was a kid, doing stupid kid things, while left to the devices of my own thoughts and imagination.

(I must have actually learned something in school to apply this knowledge to something like Hiccups)...

One day, while sitting alone in my room, I felt a burp starting to form. As a kid (and a teenager) I drank a lot of soda... And as most, who have drank ANY kind of carbonated beverage would know, that bubbles in the tummy can rumble back up quite loudly and obnoxiously.

As I knew this would be the case, in my situation, at that moment, I did not want to project the rude display of bodily functions into the atmosphere.

So I patted myself on the top of the head a few times.

Awesome.

Problem solved. No more bubbly-rumbles.

.....

........... ..........

................   ...............

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt.

(ooops.

excuse me.....).

Okay. Maybe that wasn't the most effective way to solve my problem...

.... at least, in THAT instance.

(and yes, it has still occasionally worked again).

So, time continued on....

...yet I knew there was some aspect of life and the human body that I could applicably use my hypothesized notions of bubbles in the gut and redirecting rumbles into a different form of execution from the human body.

And then one day, the epiphany came.

And was tested.

And approved.

I was having one of those fits of hiccups that,

as I described before,

were brutally jolting to the body.

The kind that make your whole chest expand and thrust the rest of you body into uncontrollable flails of limbs and a head-bobb to match.

Suddenly, after attempting to do the whole "hold your breath, deep in your belly" tactic failed for the umpteenth time this current hiccup session, I remembered my childhood experiment with the burp-turned-brrrrrt....

...Could I apply this same knowledge to my dilemma, at this moment, with these body-rocking disturbances to my inner gases??

Ahem.......

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt.

Yea. It works.

 Within moments, the hiccups had completely subsided.

No ifs, ands, or... 

 ....butts!!

After my new found way to apply my childhood-learned knowledge, I of course had to share the facts of my findings to my family...

...and with my mate, being the comic relief for awkward and uncomfortable - or new dance crave - situations, he used these facts to create a farscicle act of the Glories of the Human Body.

Again, I had the hiccups one day; creating my next groove-style in the process, I headed to the restroom to expel my liquid human-ness.

...From the other side of the door, I heard an imitation rumble....

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt.

(from Jeremiah)

(...and then a real

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt.

from Me...

(and then, I totally giggled at myself).

 

So, the next time your chest is poppin and your head is bobbin, like you've made some crazy new dance:

Make a toot and call it a goose!

And your hiccups will be GONE!! (like the Golden Goose Egg! *just don't lay it next to me!*)

Hiccuping, farting, and giggling.....

....self-tested kid experiments turned Dance-craze to gastronomical heights!

(Wanna Jig with me??)

[And for the record, I have 2 other hypotheses proven cases - but their participation will stay in the family ;-) ].

 - Omegan :-D

Life as a Kid

Growing up, I always loved playing at the park.

Any Park.

There was something magical about the open-ness of a park that gave way to un-inhibited fun and laughter.

I always found sanctuary in the comfort of a park's atmosphere... Its aire was the feeling of good times with people you trust, allowing yourself to share your true nature of imagination.

It's amazing the nooks and crannies; backways and sideways; ups, downs, and all-arounds that you can discover while trying to hide while playing Hide and Seek. Who knew that there could be so many "unknown" corners of play area!?!

What fun it is to play...

As did the girls and I, one special New Year's Eve Day.






Apparently, I still do enjoy the magic of the playing in the park...

 - Omegan :-D

Singing in the Car

HI THERE!! Omegan back again with an addition to my "Relationships with Strangers"

per:

My un-modest ability to let my vocals reach all ranges while trolleying around the city :-)

I LOVE singing in the car. Especially when I'm by myself, on my way to work. And I don't just sing... I'm one of the dancing drivers, too.

I cruise down the highway to Murfreesboro, rockin' to the beats, singing my heart out! [Of course, I don't always listen to the same thing; it just depends on my mood and how I want to "set my tone and rhythm" for the day]. I make slight hop and skip through town and catch the interstate north to Nashville... maintaining my groove.

[Somehow, feeling that open and calm helps me stay more aware of what's going on around me, because I glide with the songs through the flow of traffic. It also helps me relax when heavy delays happen... I just keep jammin' and realize that the cars will move when the move and there's nothing I can do but wait it out ... ... so why not at least have fun?? What else is there to do? ROCK OUT!].

My lack of inhibition, as far as jammin' in the car goes, has brought many friendly encounters from other drivers.

One day, I was driving into Murfreesboro, listening to the new Coldplay song, "Every Teardrop is a Waterfall." I was totally bobbin' my head and driving dancing... I think I put my arms up in the air a few times... Well, I happened to pull up alongside a truck with a landscaping crew and an equipment trailer attached to the back. At first, I thought it was only the driver and a passenger; and I'm just dancin' away! So, they roll down the back window, and there's 4 more guys in the back.

Needless to say, we drove next to each other for a good 2 miles, both automobiles of Dancing Fools, groovin' away... until they got ready to make their right turn to their jobsite. I waved, they waved; and we went our ways. It was fun :-)

Then, just last week, I was on I-24 going to Nashville, cruising along through traffic, doing my thing [I don't remember what I was listening to]... And this car that I saw approaching from behind, came up next to me in the left lane. He looked over, saw me singing and dancing... Smiled, chuckled, and kept cruising on. He was about my age... Mid-to late-twenties. That was quick but hilarious.

Today, however, was the best time yet! I had been driving down 70S into Murfreesboro...

...and somehow, when you are going from a small town to a bigger city, it's easy to keep track of the other cars that you pass and then eventually catch up or get stuck at the light...
Anyway, there was this Gray Ford truck that was not too far behind me, but we both made the left turn arrow onto the connecting road. We're going along, trading places who's in front and who's in back... But, he picks up on the fact that I am just all out Groovin' and Singin'. So he starts watching me... and keeping an eye on me...

[I was listening to AWOLNATION, so it was "Kill Your Heroes," "My Nightmare's Dream," and "Sail" while we were cruising together].

We got to one of the stoplights, part of the way to the interstate on-ramp, and I looked over at him, and we both smiled at each other. Traveling along a little further, he's still watching, kinda chuckling and smiling.
Before we both took the left turn, we waved to each other sitting at the light; we took the left turn, got on the interstate, and continued driving. I made my way to the third lane, he stayed in the right hand lane. He didn't stay on long, but before he exited, he flashed his lights "BYE!" at me, and I returned the goodbye with my Emergency flashers. :-)

I spent the rest of my drive to work laughing, smiling, giggling, singing, AND dancing, all while maintaining my Awesome maneuvering abilities.

Life is fun, but only if you allow yourself to see it that way.

I'm a dancer; I always have been... I just had to figure out how to apply my dancing soul and body to my ever-evolving mind. Now that I've connected the two, I am freer to be who I know I am...
...Singing in the Car and Dancing While Driving included.

 - Omegan :-D