Weekends for relaxing...

No posts for the weekend, as it was busy and kept me occupied. Horribly, horribly occupied.

1. Friday night I attended the third high school football game I've ever been to. Excuse this time: son of friends was in the excellent marching band that performed at half time. While watching the 23 (!) cheerleaders perform, I thought, in prison high school, do the cheerleaders use dumbbells instead of pom poms? That made no sense, but provided one more moment of not thinking about football; thus, good.
2. Saturday I talked to... a psychologist. Family does care more than friends. While my friends were saying, "dude, you need therapy," my family actually lined up an appointment. A "cognitive therapist," meaning working of fixing issues instead of figuring out how Grandma threatening you with a safety pin caused all your problems. (She did? What a breakthrough!) His basic message: apply the same standards of evidence to the voices in my head that I apply to things I hear on TV. I will still need drugs of course.
3. Sunday, Mom finally released from the hospital. Perhaps a day or two too early, but she was eager to get out of there after 12 days. Problems. I've been doing laundry a lot and you get no more details than that, her limbs are weaker than she expected, and she's got some healing from hospital treatment that required a trip back to the ER that night. The thing I came down for finally happens, and I'm overwhelmed.
   
   Now, I'm not a deity-believing type, but what should happen? Sister-in-law had planned to spend the day visiting a dear friend in Upland, gets up there and calls. "My friend's a CNA, you know, and she was wondering if you'd like her to come down and help out for a bit." Thanks, god-like being! Our friend (who I met 30 years ago at my brother's wedding actually) is literally a god-like-being-send; I can do the heavy lifting, and she knows how to lift. We don't get her full-time this week, but she's going to be here a lot, and is pretty cool too.

Also, I'm working on the poems I promised people during Ask Me Stuff Month in 2008 and 2009. Four limericks and two sonnets. 'Tuned.

Weekends for relaxing...

No posts for the weekend, as it was busy and kept me occupied. Horribly, horribly occupied.

1. Friday night I attended the third high school football game I've ever been to. Excuse this time: son of friends was in the excellent marching band that performed at half time. While watching the 23 (!) cheerleaders perform, I thought, in prison high school, do the cheerleaders use dumbbells instead of pom poms? That made no sense, but provided one more moment of not thinking about football; thus, good.
2. Saturday I talked to... a psychologist. Family does care more than friends. While my friends were saying, "dude, you need therapy," my family actually lined up an appointment. A "cognitive therapist," meaning working of fixing issues instead of figuring out how Grandma threatening you with a safety pin caused all your problems. (She did? What a breakthrough!) His basic message: apply the same standards of evidence to the voices in my head that I apply to things I hear on TV. I will still need drugs of course.
3. Sunday, Mom finally released from the hospital. Perhaps a day or two too early, but she was eager to get out of there after 12 days. Problems. I've been doing laundry a lot and you get no more details than that, her limbs are weaker than she expected, and she's got some healing from hospital treatment that required a trip back to the ER that night. The thing I came down for finally happens, and I'm overwhelmed.
   
   Now, I'm not a deity-believing type, but what should happen? Sister-in-law had planned to spend the day visiting a dear friend in Upland, gets up there and calls. "My friend's a CNA, you know, and she was wondering if you'd like her to come down and help out for a bit." Thanks, god-like being! Our friend (who I met 30 years ago at my brother's wedding actually) is literally a god-like-being-send; I can do the heavy lifting, and she knows how to lift. We don't get her full-time this week, but she's going to be here a lot, and is pretty cool too.

Also, I'm working on the poems I promised people during Ask Me Stuff Month in 2008 and 2009. Four limericks and two sonnets. 'Tuned.