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OMG, Laura, those were too funny - I love 'em!!
My personal favorite is #2.
Merry, I agree that it sounds dlfferent coming from someone who's had breast cancer and understands what the implications are. As we've all seen in our support groups and even here, we all have different coping styles and that's ok.
I know what you mean about having to help others be assured while you yourself were in treatment. I myself had a really hard time with that. My head was not in a good place, but I put on an upbeat and positive front for everyone else (I couldn't stand that look on their faces, either). Something inside me wasn't right, though, so that facade eventually came crashing down, and there came a time when I had to acknowledge and work through my deepest fears in order to let them go. Those few months were pure hell for me (and the steroids and menopause only made them worse). The only place I really felt safe to open up completely was in the office of my social worker at my support center because when I talked to most others, they'd (in a helpful spirit) try to "talk me out of it" (using many of the sayings Laura posted above, LOL). I now recognize that what I was going through at the time was a grieving process, and what
I really needed was for people to just listen and acknowledge my fears. So I felt very isolated and scared at times in my journey but eventually, with the support of some truly wonderful people (who somehow meshed with my own coping style), worked it all out in my own head thankfully.
I don't think there are any right or wrong answers, it just "is what it is" and we all cope the best we can in our own personal ways, that's all.

(I'm used to dealing with
all kinds of coping styles and let me tell you, some people don't cope well
at all. We're all doing just fine in comparison

).
Ann, I hope you have a better day at work today.

I'm sure we all have days at work where we let off steam. A few weeks ago at work I completely lost it too (never with a patient, just with the frustrations of the inner workings of the hospital as they relate to patient care). I was in the right, but it didn't make me feel better later on when I thought about who I yelled at in the heat of the moment.

I'm sure it doesn't help that your mother's been ill (how is she, btw?). Let us know how your day went.
We had a fun Halloween here, kids had a ball. Since it's their birthday month we always make a big deal out of this holiday. The house was lit up with orange lights and we placed pumpkin luminary bags all along the walkway. I'm going to try to post a picture of our pumpkins - Tink and Stitch - they came out a little blurry but I think you'll enjoy them anyway.
Snappy, my arm is swollen a bit, same time frame as last time I flew. I'm bumming. Why, oh why, did I forget to wear my sleeve on the plane ride home?

I do NOT want to go to PT, I do NOT, I do NOT, I do NOT.
