Posted by Dinah on December 23, 2004, at 17:54:02
In reply to How have things changed since last Christmas, posted by vwoolf on December 23, 2004, at 13:08:07
I can't even think about it.
My standard feel good phrase is "At least no one died". But this year three people (if you count Harry, as I do) I'm close to died.
"You've got your health." Not so much really. I guess the increase in migraines was understandable. But my neurologist wants me to get forthwith to an eye doc to rule out glaucoma. She saw changes in my eye pressure. My underarm skin seems to be attacking itself and it's constantly painful. I've been noticing a bit of numbness to my feet, but I think I've got that licked by changing the type of shoes I wear. I overall feel not so very good. I guess my health could be worse though. Hopefully I don't have glaucoma.
Money? Don't ask. I dealt with stress by overspending.
Marriage? Don't ask.
Stress? I am so far behind in my work and everyone's angry and I just get paralyzed thinking about it. I know, one tiny piece at a time. But somewhere down the line I'm going to have to seriously consider whether my health can stand the stress of this job. And then I'll remember my bills, and the medical plan that pays for my therapy and the stress of interviewing and I know I'll be here till they kick me out.
Oooh, I think I'm not in a good place to assess things right now.
I have a delightful son. I have a wonderful, delightful son. My son is absolutely terrific.
Of course, none of this is therapy's fault, unless you count it a fault that it keeps me up and running when maybe I should just lie down and quit.
I'm going to shut up now.
poster:Dinah
thread:433349
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/psycho/20041218/msgs/433498.html