music, therapy, and me

Last night, I had an insomnia night. This is probably because I went off my allergy medications (I ran out) but these happen every so often even when I am not coming down off my allergy medication side effects. I have learned not to fight these nights. They go much better when I just use my time and don't stress about not sleeping. I will be heading to work with limited sleep, but that's okay. I decided to do a low demand session format. I did not set up my centers. I just did not feel like I could do it this week. I just did not have the interest or the energy after missing two days of work this week and missing a school day last week (the other day I missed last week was an inservice day). To add to the entire situation, I am still having some side effects from my medical procedure last week, and I also have lots of unknowns happening as well as a result of said procedure. So, a full brain, limited sleep, and a low demand session series ahead of me lends itself to an interest...

Forgive me as I deviate from my daily theme posts to reflect on something that is happening right here, right now in my life. I am, once again, the client of a therapist. I am not always in therapy of any sort, but over the past seven years, I have been in physical therapy, occupational therapy, and again, occupational therapy. I don't tend to go to therapy for supervisory purposes - I do most of my processing in my journals and (to some extent) here on this blog rather than going to talk to someone else. I know that there are many music therapists out there who insist that all music therapists do what they do - go to regular counseling and supervisory sessions - but not everyone does. I am that everyone. Anyway, I am starting up in Occupational Therapy again due to the finger injury that I sustained last October. One of my clients hyperextended my ring finger on my left hand, fracturing it, and possibly injuring the ligament (no one has ever let me see my records, so I am not exac...