Therapy

My therapist asked me to start keeping a journal. She asked for it to be in handwriting, but I'm really not likely to ever keep that going. At least this way, it's possible. So, last weekend I spent 4 days in the hospital. I didn't know how scary it was until the day after I got home when I was stupid enough to search the internet. rrr I guess it's good to know, but now I'm super worried. I'm in a bit of pain this morning. And I'm contemplating going to Boston after dropping the kids, "just in case".  I just took some generic tylenol, we'll see if that helps. But, I suppose I'm here to talk about my feelings. I am glad that Beth was with me as much as she was in the hospital. She has to shut down a lot to do it. I'm not sure there's much that can be done about that.