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Another Therapy Thursday. I did some excellent work today, if I say so myself. Especially tonight, at group: there were three of us plus Dr. O and it was almost like an air-clearing session. The lady that makes me feel uncomfortable (because I can tell she doesn't like me) and I got to really talk and I think the barrier might be going. Even though everyone was not at group it was probably one of the most honest groups we've had.

Individual was good today, too. I had a bit of a light-bulb moment when I realized that I am uncomfortable when someone asks me how I feel (emotionally) about something. I tend to answer "I think," instead of saying how I feel. And a lot of the time, I don't even know how I feel. More to work on.

I'm so glad I'm going to therapy. This is by far the best thing I've ever done for myself. I wish I could encourage everyone to try it. At least try it. Some people need it more than others, of course; I have one friend who is adamantly in denial that she could be helped by therapy. I think she thinks she's too smart for it. But no one is too smart to go on a journey of self-discovery.

I just feel good that group was productive... individual was productive.

My doctor was running late this morning--I'm glad I didn't go as early as I normally go, I got there just before 8 and she didn't' come in for the consultation until 9. But what makes her such a great doctor is that she stayed and talked with me about all aspects of my health. She did a couple manipulations to find out if my recent chest pain is costochondritis (it is) and I'm in pretty severe pain tonight. Of course, shoveling the wet snow probably isn't too helpful for costo, either. Uh, yeah. I did get some anti-inflammatory medicine to take for ten days or so. I hope this route works without having to go on pain killers or steroids.

Because we were getting clobbered by snow, I rescheduled my eye appointment for over vacation. Something about the snow and fog (yes, at the same time) made visibility extra challenging for me. Not having glasses might factor in somewhere. (<--gee, Captain Obvious) So, I will remember to ask about contacts and get new glasses... yadda yadda... I would still love to get my eyebrow pierced. And no, it's not a mid-life crisis. Oh, I have to remember to remind the office to just dock me for a half-day of school instead of a whole day. Schools were released at noon because of the 12 inches of wet snow.




what if this is as good as it gets?