| Ooopsie! I thought my appointment was at 3:00 with Marilyn today, but phoned on the dot, only to find out my appointment is actually at 4:00. Methinks Gordy will not be pleased to come home only to have to turn around again. It probably would be fine for him to be here, but I am not as restricted or self-conscious if I get all loud and "cry-cry" or as I call it, "snot-nosed all messy cry" during a session, nor if I end up talking about him and our relationship. Yep, the conversation actually does go that way some times...or even more. So, since we don't have a stereo or TV system down stairs that would block out my talking completely, even with his starting to lose some of his hearing, all those years of his going to concerts and staying too close to the speakers, I still will be unable to be totally me in the session, and I need to be able to talk and free-associate without fear that the walls have ears. But, things have been plain nasty of late. My tummy has been acting up on and off, and today is definitey ON. Been doing that "eep" thing where I get a wee bit o' bile in the mouth, which doesn't bode well for me. I also have had little little sleep, especially last night, maybe about 1 hour of into sleep, then out back into the real world soon after, and it is playing more and more of a toll on my "cranky" and "snappish" levels -- I lose it really really quickly of late, and find I have to apologize a lot and that stinks. OUCH -- gotta stop typing now. Dang CTS. Gotta make appt for cortisone ASAP. Will try writing more later -- t-minus 5 minutes and counting 'til I phone Marilyn. Peace
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