Tag: self care
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“Two Things Are True”
Earlier this afternoon, after completing a therapy session with Tony, I dropped Hannah and her boyfriend off at Guitar Center, and then drove myself across the street to treasure a rare moment. A moment where I got to enter a store with me in mind and all by myself, no pressure to focus on therapy…
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Just The Waves Of Life
Every night since I developed POTS, I listen to some version of waves crashing against the shore. I find that these sounds sooth me the most, and I sleep so much better with them…but only if they crash with a certain amount of force. Not too much, not too little. My inner Goldilocks gets it.…
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March Gratitude & Some Reading/Viewing
March Gratitude If I’m having the most honest moment I can have right now, I’d say today is a day where my brain is struggling to marshal enough external focus to write, internally those neurons are dancing away listening to Karol G’s latest single on repeat. Even though my desire to focus is definitely on…
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Maybe I Still Can’t Always…
Maybe I can’t tell you all the reasons my schedule is bleeding losses of self-care. Maybe I still can’t always get into every medical appointment I need to for myself. I’ve actually made two annual physicals in a row…but I have two other specialists I’m past due for visiting and a mammogram that will happen…sometime?…
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Why Certain Stores Get All the Public Therapy Lovin’
Because of the nature of what we do when we are working therapeutically with Tony in public, more attention grabbing behaviors from him can and will happen still…even if we are currently on an upward slope of considerable improvement. We are sometimes really pushing the boundaries of what he can tolerate. In stores right now,…
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Navigating The Stress Of Allergies, POTS, And All Things Health & Being Needed On The Therapy Team
For nearly a year now, I have been bobbing up and down on the waves of life, trying not to get swamped or washed overboard as I navigated managing my health and maintaining the active role I must play in all of Tony’s therapy programs that transpire outside of our house. These programs are essential…
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Puzzling Through My Self-Care Labyrinth
So, as I’m typing this, the new fridge I ordered yesterday (because the old one is not going to be gasping out enough cold air to keep food safe for much longer) is sitting in our living room. I’ve been in non-stop (and therefore mentally out of breath) mode since yesterday… and now have unexpected…
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What Comes Next? Cleaning For Sure…
Well, Hannah and I have just finished watching another episode of Father Brown. We both like mysteries, though I am pretty certain after the first three episodes that Lady Felicia must have PTSD hiding behind her upper-crust gentility with as many murders as she happens upon. And, no, that is not all I’ve been doing…
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April Gratitude & Some Reading
To Bandit, Unlimited Gratitude I knew that first time you and Hannah met at one of our local Humane Society pet adoption centers that I would be greatly in your debt. I saw the sparkle enter her eyes, the joy on her face as you rubbed up against her and bounded around, eager to be…