Friday, March 5, 2010
THANK YOU, 'SITS' GALS!
Yesterday was my 'SITS' day and I find myself humbled with such gratitude and warmth for all these wonderful people who stopped by and said such kind, supportive things.
I will be coming by each and every one of your blogs over the course of this next week to personally thank each of you for your comment love. It may take me a while but I'll get there, promise.
For those who are new followers, I 'heartfelt-ly' thank you and welcome you with an open heart.
My cup runneth over.
In other news, yesterday morning was my second appointment with my therapist
It went really well once I got there -- however, it's the gettin' that's rotten!
Hitting every single light (I'm not kidding!) making me late -- which I CANNOT STAND.
Did I also tell you that my gas tank was empty??? B said that he had mentioned to me it was empty when he took it to the store to buy dinner stuff for me the other night but I didn't give him enough for gas, too.
So, I got to my therapists office on fumes and a prayer. Oh, and hitting the steering wheel in a fit of madness and frustration works, too.
Just ignore those people in the cars next to you rolling up their windows and locking their doors.
Once there, a good conversation took place, the details to which are a bit fuzzy at the moment; it's very early here (I've been up since 5:30) and I'm up this early because my GN attacks are waiting to pounce. I can feel it 'pulsating' and so I've already had to take two Neurontins to try and settle it down. Hoping it simmers down or I may just have to go find that hole to jump in and pull it in after me.
At the end of our appointment, we discussed my impending last free visit. I told him after that I would do the best I can to budget it in so that I can continue coming to see him but that it may only be once a month.
However, he then said that he would reduce his rates for me by a third so I can keep coming in as he felt that I'm someone who would do the work and make progress.
I nearly cried. Yesterday was a day of kindness. Again, I'm humbled.
So, I see him again on the fifteenth.
A few precautions for my next visit while driving will, naturally, be taken; 'preventative measures', if you will:
*Padded gloves for hitting steering wheel, with extra palm padding and flexible fingers, especially the middle one. Nosey people in the next car. Sheesh.
*A siren for the top of my car.
*Fifty cents to call home after I'm arrested for impersonating an officer.
*A gas can so I can get home from the car impound once I'm released.
*A bat to smack Ed and B with because they refused to claim me -- literally and figuratively.
*And an 'I'm sorry' card for when they get their stitches out: it'll take me that long to realize I may have over-reacted.
I received some fun news yesterday: I received notification that my 'So...This Is Forty?' article was published on 'More.com' -- an online magazine:
I'm simply thrilled (even though it's not a paying gig -- I'm perfectly all right with earning a little credibility instead) and hoping this will lead to other writing opportunities. For some reason, though, they blew up my picture and I'm huge, quite blurry and just...ick.
Much thanks goes out to all the wonderful and supportive 'SITS' gals -- and all my non-'SITS' bloggy pals whom I'm over the moon about! -- who took time from their busy days to kindly pay my 'little blog that could' a visit and leave such warm and inspiring comments.
Thank you all for helping to make my day special.
Peace and serenity,