The doctor had me fill out some government approved survey about thoughts and feelings over the last week. I answered honestly and then she ‘scored’ me…’Your anxiety is actually normal level’.
ha ha ha x 2
‘No, it’s not normal, not normal!!’
I did get a referral for some counselling sessions. Came home and slept away a mega headache all afternoon. A little temple massaging, tiger balm on the shoulders, zzz’s and away it went.
Tomorrow I’ll buy more flowers 🙂
(title with thanks to Chatterblog)
(this coffee from an earlier, healthy time)
If we were having coffee, and I wish we were, I would tell you that I’m still getting over pneumonia. Maybe you know what that’s like?
Being ill reminded me of how well I’ve been for a long time! Even though I feel achey and old I have been really well compared to this.
I would tell you what wonderful nurses both of the cats have been, little hot water bottles on my feet as I blend in to the couch. They’re missing the big kids too and are unsure of this new world order.
If we were having coffee today I would share with you how much I have to get done before she who rules the world arrives and casts disdainful eyes over the abode, wipes fingers along surfaces and tuts. I don’t have the strength to get started. Mother would have said it’s psychological – I often get sick before the great sibling’s arrival.
I have a light week and I hope I can get back to normal activities.
What would you tell me? What’s going on with you, what are your stories?
You might know her? She’s young and gorgeous. Goes to the supermarket in her gym gear. I’d be intimidated, would expect her to be super confident and superior. I didn’t have time though – and isn’t that the wonder of it. A good kick in the judgemental gene.
I was all caught up in my head while I transferred from trolley to belt and hadn’t looked at her, didn’t have time to make that silent call, when she spoke to me.
We bonded over raspberry yoghurt.
It was only a brief chat but I appreciated that more than she probably knows. Including me in her community with grace. What a lovely young woman – my hope is that, like her goodbye to me, she has a great weekend.
I am having a great weekend thank you. Birdsong from the front of the house, waves from the rear. A large family of Noisy Miners doing what they do best – being noisy!! Ha ha. Their play session turns aggressive. They even swoop the much larger Magpie and I know she has at least one baby to feed so I try to give her some space while she eats… Her baby sings while waiting and what a beautiful voice! And a mass of sailboats glide on by…I guess they’ll be back later.
Did you talk to someone new today?