It has been a long week. My treatment went well Monday and Tuesday. I overdid it on Wednesday. I am tired. I have to work this weekend. I had a mental breakdown yesterday at physical therapy. Heidi, my PT, was wonderful. She let me cry and got me some tissues and some water. I stretched through the breakdown. She made me laugh by saying that she was impressed that I was stretching though the tears.
I sorta thought about running away. I know it would not help, but there is something about driving that helps sometimes. I did not have a great plan. I did not run away.
My sister and nieces have been here. She cleaned our house. She helped me put away our winter clothes and put our flannel sheets away.
Isaac is back with us. He promptly made himself at home and ate the heads off all of everyone's Easter peeps.
Kids start back to school on Monday, Isaac and I are on our own.
Life carries on...
"Breakdown...breakthrough!" --Jerry Maguire
ReplyDeleteYou have to let yourself breakdown, Sarah. This does not mean you're weak, this means that you're still fighting to be strong! If you didn't have your moments of anger and/or tears it would mean that you had given up entirely! I only allow myself to give up for moments, sometimes hours, occasionally afternoons and rarely full days. You are too stubborn to let this get the best of you!
You're awesome, Sa!
And it could be worse...you could be a Gonterman Peep!
"It will be ok...or not!" *Laughter* --Sa