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Prompt: Monday, January 20, 2014
Do you still feel pressure to conform? If no, what age did it stop?

This prompt made me think.

I emigrated to the United States as a child.  When my parents were registering me into elementary school, I heard the counselor tell my mom to speak only in English to me outside of school.  I went to a trilingual school where English was one of the languages taught, so that helped, but I think this paved the way for my family to start conforming to the ways of this country.

I think we are still conforming today. I don’t think it is a pressured conformity, but more like a “when in Rome, do as the Romans do” type of thing.  Personally, I feel this in both my business and social worlds.  There are rules in behaviors that I follow because it’s the norm.

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Prompt: Friday, January 17, 2014
Do you think you handle pressure well, or do you usually fall apart?

I believe I handle pressure well. In most situations, I can also remain very calm, while inside the opposite may be happening, when faced with emergencies or harsh situations. I am able to “keep my head” to help.

I’ve had some very interesting experiences, including rescuing a toddler who was trying to cross a busy street when I left for work one day, at my first job! Whew! I had to look for his parents (found a slightly open door). The toddler had managed to open the door and leave without anyone knowing.

(Added 1/18/14: I was thinking about this. When I was walking to my car and I saw the toddler crossing the street, all I could do was drop everything and go after the child. It wasn’t until I got him and we were safe on the sidewalk did I have a bit of panic inside of “what do I do now?”)

I, once, drove a co-worker friend through bad commute to take her to the hospital, because she was about to give birth.  During the drive, I didn’t panic, tried to keep positive, and used my sense of humor to keep things light for her.  She gave birth half an hour after I got her to the hospital.  She always thank me. Her son is now 10 years old.

(That was an intense experience…)

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Prompt: Thursday, January 16, 2014
Who puts the most pressure on you — yourself or others?

There is no doubt that I put the most pressure on myself.  Others do not even get a smidgeon of how much pressure I put on myself.  I try not to do that anyway. That is why the number one item on my bucket list is to “cut myself some slack.”  Yup, that’s right.  😉

Related post:
#1 Item On My Bucket List

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Prompt: Wednesday, January 15, 2014
“Courage is grace under pressure” is a famous quotation by Ernest Hemingway. Tell us about a personal moment of your grace under pressure.

In 2009, I tried to quit my job, because I was burned out severely due to the current organizational structure and processes of my department at that time.

They sent a Manager from another Region to check out why things were the way they were to try to implement changes.  He came to interview a select few of people, and I was one of them.

In that moment, I didn’t hesitate to tell him what what going on. I had nothing to lose, and I had the courage to be a change agent.  A change for the better so that no one had to go through what I was going through and what some others were going through. A chance to help make things fair and right. I had the chance to do the right thing.

That was my personal moment of grace under pressure.

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Prompt: Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Marge Piercy said: “A strong woman is a woman determined to do something others are determined not be done.” Tell us about a time when you did what couldn’t be done.

Disclaimer: I am not advocating my way of healing. I am simply recounting what I did, because I felt it was right for me.

I was told that surgery was my only option to heal from my herniated disc. That was not an option for me. Luckily, I felt like I attracted people that could help me. Instead of a regular Physical Therapist, an Orthopedic PT was assigned to me.  Instead of healing through pain killers, I was introduced to an Acupuncturist (who was not only a medical doctor before in China but worked part-time for a Spine Clinic) who helped me through pain and helped my body heal.  My personal trainer was a rehab specialist as well, so when my body was strong enough to workout again, he was able to help me train without getting hurt.

When I came in to meet my surgeon for my back, he told me that “on paper, you are a surgery candidate. I would schedule you for surgery today.”  After seeing me, he felt that I could continue what I was doing to heal. (He did say, “you know where to find me.”) 😉

Today, my body is getting stronger and stronger each day, and so far… no surgery is needed.

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Prompt: Friday, January 10, 2014
Have you ever tried acupressure to treat a problem? What was your experience with it?

Yes, I have and continue to receive acupressure therapy with acupuncture.  I love it because it helps me relieve pain.  In fact, acupuncture and acupressure are keeping pain and inflammation away from my herniated disc issue which allows the healing my spine, disc, and back muscles need to get back to normal.  Acupuncture and acupressure literally saved me from having to have back surgery (which was the only option left for me five months ago), and I can honestly say that my situation has turned about 355 degrees from my pain-ridden, bed-bound self a year ago.  Acupuncture had me walking after one treatment, and after 1.5 weeks, I was at pain level 3-5.  Acupuncture and acupressure today keep pain pills away, and for that alone, I am grateful.

Between holidays and scheduling issues, I have not seen my Acupuncturist for over three weeks and I am totally feeling the difference when I do have it once a week.  I can’t wait to see her next week to relieve the tension and tightness around my back and muscles.

I recommend trying acupressure (and acupuncture) for yourself.

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Prompt: Thursday, January 9, 2014
A pressure point translates in Japanese to “tender spot.” What are your pressure points?

I must admit I had difficulty with this prompt. I even went to the NaBloPoMo site to see what others wrote, but no one had anything up yet!   With this prompt, it is easy to go in many different ways, so I decided to answer in different ways.

As far as the “tender spot,” I have tender spots for puppies, kittens, babies, and toddlers. (See what I mean about having a difficulty with this prompt?) 😉  I also have tender spots for people who are hurting, especially those who come into my life. I want to enfold them in my arms and help them heal.  Sometimes, that’s not a good thing to do, because in the end, these people will need to choose to help themselves.

As far as “pressure point,” how about the cure for headaches.  It’s in a “tender spot” between the thumb and index finger.  It really helps for me, because I really don’t like taking pain pills.  I feel that they do more harm than good, and it only solidified this idea for me when I was so sick and I had to use them.  I’ve included a link below if you want a pain pill-free relief from headaches.

Link:
Pressure point to cure headaches

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Prompt: Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Can peer pressure be positive? Why or why not?

Hmm…  With very little experience with peer pressure, I would have to answer this in a philosophical way.  I think, perhaps, peer pressure can be positive, if the end result is a positive change or a positive experience for someone, for instance, reluctant to try something new.

However, it will not be positive if the person is coerced into doing anything they really don’t want. Someone unwilling to do something stems from a fear.  A fear has validity for that person.  That may need to be addressed first.

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Prompt: Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Tell us about a time when you didn’t bend to peer pressure, and you swam against the stream.

As mentioned in the previous post, I never really dealt with peer pressure, but in terms of swimming against the stream, I did wait until I was 21 to drink alcohol.  There were friends who experimented during that time, but I still live by “live and let live.”

I had the nickname, “Bubbly,” in school.  I didn’t really need anything else to make me even livelier than that. LOL

I do imbibe once in awhile socially, but it doesn’t really do much for me.  The first drink makes everything nice, shiny, and bright, but then after the 2nd drink, it just starts to make me sleepy. What fun is a sleepy Mercedita?  I guess this makes me a cheap date?

I do have a Bartender’s Certificate.  It was for my foodie dreams of opening a restaurant one day.  I think I almost got kicked out of the class when I said my favorite drink was water.  Who knew the instructor meant “alcoholic” drink? HaHa

Yeah… I better end it right here. 😉

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Prompt: Monday, January 6, 2014
Tell us about a time you bent to peer pressure.

Yours truly has always been an independent kind of gal, even as a wee little babe.  I have a photo album my mom kept of my first year with all sorts of independently-minded accomplishments to prove it.  I also have wonderful friends, especially from my growing pain years that are still with me today, and I was lucky–am very lucky, for them.  They’ve never pressured me into doing anything.

So, I don’t really have many instances of peer pressure moments I could think of, except for one.  (This was before I met my lifelong friends).

When I was in sixth grade, there was a boy named Javier who liked me.  I was oblivious.  While playing volleyball with my classmates during recess, they teased me and pressured me into letting him be my boyfriend.  I got so fed up, I said “yes.”  The funny thing was, I ended up with a boyfriend without even interacting with him.  It was all through mediation… LOL… Like an arranged coupleship! 😉 This happened on a Friday.

Unbeknownst to me, Javier followed me home after school that day on his bike.  I was aghast when I opened the front door to a doorbell and saw him through the storm door.  I told him to go home, and slammed the door.

I know. That wasn’t nice, but I didn’t know what to do!  He came back to loiter outside on Saturday.  He did so again on Sunday.  I stayed indoors.  On Monday, I broke up with him.

While I was kind of physically developed at around that age, I was not mentally ready for any kind of boyfriend/girlfriend relationship at that time.

Here’s another peer pressure situation I remembered, but I was indirectly affected.

When I was a Junior in High School, I auditioned for the musical, West Side Story, and got the role of Maria.  One of my friends was the student Stage Manager and notified my new (and really “first”) boyfriend that there was a kissing scene, and we were nearing rehearsing that scene.  I have, at that time, never been kissed.  (I know it seems like I was a late bloomer, but I can tell you, before I met “boys,” my self-love was through the roof.  My self-love is getting there, so don’t worry! 😀 )

So one night, near the library by the water, on one of my days off from rehearsals, I had my very first kiss.  It was one of the sweetest moments of my life.  I bet he felt pressured though to kiss me before “Tony”
did.

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