Sometimes it hurts so much that the only thing you can do is focussing on breathing.

Last night, the first storm of the season swept the whole north of France (as well as the south of England, the Netherlands and part of Germany). Lots of wind here, but no damage. I was surprised to hear on the news that the same storm had a different name in the UK and in France. I wondered who chooses the names for storms. My mom told me that ( Read more... )

I had a small vacation time and spent a few days in heaven with other goddesses (sometimes it’s good to have a break from earthly matters) and it was kind of surreal to go back to work this morning. Yet I had a funny conversation with one of the residents in the kitchen at breakfast. He is usually very kind and attentive with me. But this morning, ( Read more... )

I started learning Russian for a bit less than two months now and I find it slightly different than when I learned other foreign languages. I think it’s due to the fact that the alphabet is different, but there might be more to it. Anyway, I have noticed that my approach is different than what I expected. I first gave myself a hard time trying to ( Read more... )

This morning at work, an activity was supposed to take place, but one of the co-workers who was supposed to assist the activity couldn’t come, so it was about to be cancelled. This activity is called “snoezelen”; I think the English term for that is “Controlled Multisensory Stimulation”. It was something I was really curious about, so I volunteered ( Read more... )

I love it when I manage to find the music that reflects my mood perfectly. It feels like an auditory mirror. There is something ecstatic about it. It improves the quality of the feeling so wonderfully. It's like a veil of music making love to you.

And for today, it's Prokofiev's second piano concerto that does the trick:



Gosh, I love this stuff soooo

I've got a hole on my back that is the size of a walnut. There is something that is the size of a tea bag in it to prevent it from closing. Everyone tells me I should be in terrible pain. Yet I don't feel anything ( Read more... )

I went to see the doctor this morning to get her opinion about a cyst that I have on the back that is painful. It’s inflamed and she gave me something for that. She also said that it was too big and needed to be removed. She said it was too big for a skin doctor to do it. I’d need to see a plastic surgeon.

I frowned. A plastic surgeon? Like in “body ( Read more... )

Another weird dream to report... Last night I dreamt that I was in my bed, sleeping, and that I woke up and saw a kind of ghostly figure floating just above me. It was the typical scary stereotyped version that one can see in movies: livid, long hair, long white robe, emaciated face. It was sucking something out of me, coming out of my mouth and ( Read more... )

I work as an occupational therapist for people with autism. For each one of them, the manifestations of their autism is very different.

Yesterday evening, during dinner, one of them sitting beside me at the table suddenly turned to me and asked me with a worried look on his face: “Are you afraid of war?” The question caught me by surprise. I told ( Read more... )