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How Our Thoughts Create Mental Bugs
By Saleem Rana, Thu Dec 8th
Our thoughts define who we are. They can make us instantlyresourceful or plunge us into the depths of despair. This truestory illustrates how thoughts can affect our health and ourcircumstances. Many years ago, shortly after Dr. Maxwell Maltz opened hisoffice to start practicing as plastic surgeon, a tallAfrican-American came to see him. Over six feet tall, he toweredover the surgeon. He complained about his lip. After examining his lower lip, he could find nothing wrong withit, and told his patient this.
The patient confessed that it was not his idea, but hisgirlfriend's. She had told him that she was afraid to be seenwith him in public because of his lower lip. Dr. Maltz thought the man a dignified giant who had becomeattached to an overly critical woman. Although there was nothing wrong with his lip, the patientinsisted on an operation. Thinking that an outrageous fee wouldbring the man to his senses, Dr. Maltz said it would cost $1200.The ruse appeared to work. The patient said that he couldn'tafford such a fee, thanked the good doctor, and even bowedcourteously. But, the very next day, the man was back, a little black bag inhis hand. He dumped its contents on the table, and hundreds andhundreds of bills poured out. Twelve hundred dollars lay on thetable; his life's savings. Dr. Maltz was shocked, and saddened too, because he didn't wantto deprive the man such a huge sum of money. He confessed thathe had merely quoted that figure to dissuade the money fromhaving the operation. In that case, said the patient, he wouldfind another plastic surgeon who would do it for him. Backedinto a corner, Dr. Maltz said that he would do it for a smallerfee on the condition that he tell his lover that he paid $1200for the operation. The operation was simple enough. Under local anesthesia, he cutthe superfluous tissue from inside the lip, approximated therims of the wound with extremely fine silk, and bandaged theupper lip for support. The operation only took a half hour. The patient returned a few times to have the bandages changed.There was no visible scar because all the surgery was doneinside the lip. Although the patient did not look much different, his wholeattitude changed. After the stitches were removed, he crushedthe doctors hand in a
hearty handshake, thanked him profusely,and strode out of the room, a commanding figure. However, a few weeks later he was back. Dr. Maltz barelyrecognized him. He had lost a considerable amount of weight, hestooped, his handshake was weak and timorous, and his voicebarely audible. "The bug, sir --the bug!" proclaimed the man. "What bug?" "The bug, sir -the African bug. It's got me, and it's killingme." Apparently after the last stitches had been removed he had goneand seen his woman. She had asked how much it cost. After he hadtold her $1200 dollars, as the doctor had recommended, she hadflown into a rage and claimed that he had cheated her of themoney. She revoked her love and cursed him, promising a swiftdeath. Deeply troubled, the man had gone to his room. He lay there forfour days. A loud rapping on the door forced him to open it. Thelandlady, concerned about his unusual behavior, had brought a"doctor". The so-called "doctor" listened to the man's explanation aboutthe curse. He examined the man's lower lip and confirmed that hehad indeed been bitten by the African bug. The doctor had triedto drive out the bugs with liquids, pastes, and strong potions,but the bug was too strong. Dr. Maltz, examined the inside of the lower lip, filled asyringe with Novacain, then, after it had taken effect, removedthe scar tissue. "It's only some scar tissue," he explained to the man, holdingit up. "You mean, there's no bug, no African bug?" "Never was." The man suddenly regained his full height. A rich smile spreadover his face, his voice boomed out a gravely, courteous thanks,and he bowed. Once again, he strode out of his office. A few months afterward, Dr. Maltz received a letter from theformer patient. Enclosed was a picture of a smiling, handsomegiant with a lovely girl beside him. Emboldened by his newappearance and his freedom from the illusion of the African Bug,he had met a new girl, courted her, and married. About the author:Saleem Rana got his masters in psychotherapy from CaliforniaLutheran University. His articles on the internet have inspiredover ten thousand people from around the world. Discover how tocreate a remarkable life. Free information.http://theempoweredsoul.com/enter.html Copyright 2005 Saleem Rana. Please feel free to pass thisarticle on to your friends, or use it in your ezine ornewsletter. It's a shareware article.
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