I know that nothing is a total waste. But it's hard to find what is redemptive about today. I have tried some of my usual tricks but they've not done it for me. Even my embracing uncertainty woman was way too cheery for me to engage with, and she can usually turn me around.
The dog isn't speaking to me. I think he holds me responsible for his pain, as following strict orders not to allow his dressings to get wet, I've been the one to put rubber mitts on his sore paws, which he's understandably not liked. He's spent the day feeling sorry for himself on the sofa whilst I've spent the bulk of the day feeling sorry for myself in my bed. Today I just can't embrace the uncertainty, I'm both grumpy and scared about it.
No comments:
Post a Comment