A Strange Case Of Uncanny Timing: August 20, 2010

What does it mean?

You've been thinking about somone. Somone you haven't heard from in weeks, months or even years, and within a short period of time you receive some kind of communication from them. Twice I received letters from a woman I had worked with years before within a day of thinking about her for the first time in a long period of time. The second instance I even stopped in front of the mailbox and had the idea that there was going to be a letter from her because it had already happened once and sure enough, there was a letter in the box. My question is obvious. What is this phenomenon that boils down to a "Strange Case Of Uncanny Timing"?

Is it God? Is it the Universe? Entanglement? Are our brains Quantum computers? Is it the "Law of Attraction"?, or is it all nothing more than a coincidence? Carl Jung called it synchronicity and it happens all the time. Does it happen to you? It happens to me and I find myself wondering "What does it mean?". Decide for yourself as you follow my diary of another "Strange Case Of Uncanny Timing", also known as a S.C.O.U.T!

Saturday, October 8, 2011

August 20, 2010 - What a waste... Yuuukkkk!!!

Background – Wednesday of this week I watched a previously recorded episode of the show called “Monsters Inside Me” (not a show for the faint of heart). This episode chronicled the story of a man who, after a traumatic run-in with a swarm of angry bees (no, that’s not the punch line!), developed seasonal allergies so intense that he began to get desperate. His aunt told him about a program she had watched on TV where doctors were using worms to treat all sorts of autoimmune disorders, and specifically using hook worms to treat allergies. Upon looking into the matter further, the man became convinced that it could work. He promptly booked a trip to a small African village that had a very rudimentary sewage system in order to be able to walk around barefoot in the human waste (I warned you – Yuukkk!!). Just as planned, he was able to infect himself with hook worms, and now claims that his allergies are infinitely better to this very day, all the while managing the health challenges that his new “intestinal residents” present, uugghh.

As you might expect, I couldn’t shake the weird, yukiness of this story and walked around grossing myself out with it for the next two days.

S.C.O.U.T. – Two nights later, I hop into bed and pick up my Uncle Johns Bathroom Reader to catch up on a little fascinating, random trivia. Popping open the book to the last section, which I read three weeks ago, the very first title in the lineup, is… “The Worms Crawl In”. My first thought was YGTBKM (you’ve got to be kidding me) as I eagerly continued on to confirm my suspicions; not only did this topic top my grossest subject list, but it was also about to become a S.C.O.U.T. This section was indeed about using parasites to treat everything from arthritis to psychiatric disorders. The chills ran up and down my arms as I contemplated the strange appearance of this article. I had never, ever heard of this bizarre treatment, and yet two completely unrelated sources had presented me with this concept within a two day period; simply uncanny. I wonder if there’s a worm to cure a chronic case of the “S.C.O.U.T.s”?

Have you ever heard of this bizarre treatment? Have you ever heard of this bizarre treatment twice in two days? No, I thought not. My goofy dog Scout is too yukked out to discuss; he did however muster enough strength to request seconds on his heart worm medication.