Paul@amonthof.org

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Name: Paul Teodo
Date registered: July 10, 2013

Biography

Paul Teodo is the 62 year old father of 2 great sons. Paul and Peter. He is also the partner of Sheryl who kicks his butt and keeps him in shape as she teaches yoga, spinning, pilates, step and lots of other “physical kinds of things” Paul is a retired hospital exec whose last job gave him the privilege of working with a group of over 80 year old nuns who for the most part were all under four foot eleven! He loves telling and listening to stories whether it be at a Chicago story telling event or around the dinner table eating pasta.

Latest posts

  1. THE VOICES IN MY HEAD — September 2, 2013
  2. Elevator Thoughts — August 13, 2013

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  2. THE VOICES IN MY HEAD — 1 comment

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Sep 02 2013

THE VOICES IN MY HEAD

So I gather the 10 or so young adults at the meeting (I am 62 so you can surmise on your own without much didactic reasoning what I mean by young) to discuss the “Voices that Play in our heads”

Ages varied among those in the group from 14 to 28. See “YOUNG”

I encourage you to be aware of the voice that has started to take space up in your head right now. “This is stupid” “This is interesting (hopefully, that is my voice as I compose)” “My ass itches,” “Ass itches” may prompt a voice in your head as you read this, “I think I am gonna stop as this is meaningless babble” “I wish I had a job and did not have time to read this crap” “This guy is an asshole for bringing up that I don’t have a job” and on and on…

So in order for the discussion not to just explode into existential pabulum I asked 3 questions after a brief presentation of what I was proposing to them as a “theory” and hence a point of discussion.

First the theory.

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Aug 13 2013

Elevator Thoughts

I have been riding hospital elevators for over 30 years. I didn’t do this for fun or because I possess some type of “vator” fetish. I have worked in hospitals for over 30 years.

I’ve not only ridden internal hospital elevators but also external elevators. In more cases than not these elevators carry people who have parked their automobile, motorcycle, and sometimes bicycle in a large ominous looking structure adjacent to a hospital.. These folks frequently go from one floor to the next with a blank stare trying to find their vehicle. The dysphoria created by the spaciousness and lack of familiarity with the cavernous concrete lots that house the elevators compound the spookiness of the contraptions’ themselves. Now throw in the anxiety that most people have visiting their physician, or loved one who may be infirmed and you have one big “phobia”.

Today I was in one of those lots and found two women wondering around talking to each other pointing as if each auto they were pointing to could be, but wasn’t, their own.

“I think that’s it”

“No it’s a Nissan, but its not the right color”

“How bout that one?”

“Yes…..no that’s not it. It’s a Toyota”

“What floor were we on?”

“I didn’t look when we left the lot and got on the elevator”

“I always do that and then end up feeling so stupid”

After observing this for a moment or two I offered gallant assistance.

“Did you ladies lose your car?”

Blank stares at me and fearful stares at each other.

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