I don’t plan to write every day, but for now I might.

I’ve felt pretty sick all day and, of course, I’ve been worried about worst-case scenarios exacerbated by the recent headlines.

Anyway, Jen and I went to Daytona and it was the usual stuff except that we got to take care of Nic for a few hours. He is such a delight. He reminds me a little of David and Jen when they were his age.

On the way home, I shared with Jen a little of what has been going on in my life the last few weeks. Then, when I had closed my eyes to rest (or maybe the order was reversed), it came to me that I have never learned how to balance normal concerns about illness. It’s a gap in my self-awareness skills that has brought me a lot of anguish. I need to know how to stop imagining extremes. (Maybe that tendency is associated with relying so much on intuition, leaping around and making things “fit” the worst possible instead of seeing the possible.) It leaves me with a distorted image of the odds in a lot of situations so that everyday things become cause for panic. I really need to work on this, and I suspect that Susan will be a great help in doing so.

In the meantime, I spoke with Dic for a minute, one of my million symptom checks … He says he has experienced the same set of symptoms due to his back & neck being out and allergies — and, probably, stress.
Kathleen A. Gagne