Second Time Around...
The first post that I attempted to write today was bumming me out, so I decided to keep it as a draft and try to write something else.
Just so you know, I am not looking forward to the next two days or the "break" activities that I have scheduled. That was the theme of the rejected post for this morning. I cannot dwell or my day will be pretty lousy.
So, here is attempt #2 for this morning.
I was thinking that I have not updated my budget information for a bit. I have paused the envelope system for the moment. This month is a bit screwy, so I decided not to get my usual allowance for my envelopes. I will update it as soon as my medical bills are paid off. I can get back to that system at any time. It did work for me, and I have a bit of tweaking to do, but the foundation was sound.
In between my envelope pause and everything else happening in my life, I am finding it difficult to focus on just about anything. Things are uncertain and uncertainty is not something that I deal with well. I just don't. I like to be certain about what is going on in my life, and my biggest stressors are often things that other people control.
I found out that both of "that client"s that I have at the moment will be in the same classroom starting on Monday. Now, I don't have to worry about that until I come back, but I will also be starting over with both of them because of my absence. I need to remember that when I return. I will have to start over with all of my therapeutic relationships - ESPECIALLY "that client" and the "other that client."
My office is not clear or clean. There are a bunch of things in a file cabinet that I cannot access at the moment due to my schedule and all that, so that cabinet will stay exactly where it is for the next couple of months - until I can move things without pain.
I am freaking out about next week - my emotional mind, that is. My rational mind is perfectly logical and is trying really hard not to let my emotional mind take over everything! This is a constant cycle for me when I am in the throes of medical things - emotional vs. rational mind. My white coat anxiety is over the top right now, but work is in there as well, giving me additional anxiety.
Two more days.
That is all between me and at least two weeks of time to focus on my gut and my healing. Waiting is the worst part of it all. Waiting and working for two days. Waiting and cleaning my house for two days before my mom arrives. Waiting and preparing my gut for surgery for one day, and then waiting to start the surgery. After that waiting is finished, then the process of healing has to start.
Before I can get to healing, though, I need to finish these two days. I don't want to go. I really don't, but I will go. I will be the best therapist I can be for the clients who come before me on this day.
Ugh. Six sessions today. Five sessions tomorrow. After that, it will be time to prepare myself for my next foray into medical treatment.
I can do this.
(Seriously, this post is much lighter than the one I placed firmly in my draft folder! See you tomorrow!)
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