Pearls of joy, Kevin Kern
Observations after the hard therapy...
I thought I might want comforting food at home. Turns out a nice salad and reading the news at WF suited me better.
The first night, I cried for me and whisphered again and again, I love you Katrina - the young me and the old me and the in between me.
I had nightmares in the wee hours the first two nights after. They centered around children being lost and me wandering frantically around venues trying to find them, asking for help, getting more lost. One was the small version of R's son (or maybe ecen R) and the other was some version of Khai and Fiona, but neither.
Tonight is night three - we'll see.
I have craved protein and sugar but not starch.
I finally did yoga tonight. It felt amazing and my thoughts were scattered. I made sure all the things were clean. I forgot the important call I needed to make.
I have been more alert and engaged at work. TV is harder for me to watch - I feel everything.
A flirt message from R helped me settle. A touching chat led by S helped even more. Chats about health with my old folks friends helped with perspective. I had a short surprise visit from the kiddo and that helped. V AND S are happy to be emergency folks if I get overwhelmed.
Last night, I found a reel that floored me (ASL guy). I take it as positive I could feel all the things - closest thing I have ever seen that described my childhood.
One more week til the next one. It is proceeded by new hair so I am hopeful.
This might just help.
**
I love you.
I thought I might want comforting food at home. Turns out a nice salad and reading the news at WF suited me better.
The first night, I cried for me and whisphered again and again, I love you Katrina - the young me and the old me and the in between me.
I had nightmares in the wee hours the first two nights after. They centered around children being lost and me wandering frantically around venues trying to find them, asking for help, getting more lost. One was the small version of R's son (or maybe ecen R) and the other was some version of Khai and Fiona, but neither.
Tonight is night three - we'll see.
I have craved protein and sugar but not starch.
I finally did yoga tonight. It felt amazing and my thoughts were scattered. I made sure all the things were clean. I forgot the important call I needed to make.
I have been more alert and engaged at work. TV is harder for me to watch - I feel everything.
A flirt message from R helped me settle. A touching chat led by S helped even more. Chats about health with my old folks friends helped with perspective. I had a short surprise visit from the kiddo and that helped. V AND S are happy to be emergency folks if I get overwhelmed.
Last night, I found a reel that floored me (ASL guy). I take it as positive I could feel all the things - closest thing I have ever seen that described my childhood.
One more week til the next one. It is proceeded by new hair so I am hopeful.
This might just help.
**
I love you.