Day 2095: Giving emotions words

When I search my previous posts for “Giving emotions words” the only thing that pops up is Day 1530: Obscure Sorrows.

I think it’s helpful to give emotions words, and so do other people.

In a therapy group yesterday, we talked about the importance of giving emotions words. Then, we gave words to triggers.

As usual, I stole some words — including “knuckleheads” —  from other people in the group.

Do any of my other photos today give emotions words?

Last night, I watched many people give emotions words in Ken Burns’s latest documentary The Mayo Clinic: Faith, Hope and Science.

It gave me emotions to see my heart surgeon, Dr. Joseph Dearani, and the piano I played while I was at the Mayo before getting my new artificial heart valve.  Here‘s me, giving emotions words back in 2016:

I’m giving gratitude words, as usual, at the end of my post. Thanks to all who helped me give words today and — of course! — to YOU.

Day 1358: In the clouds

Usually, when I fly in the clouds, I take a photo, because the beauty of those clouds puts me in the clouds. Yesterday, when my boyfriend Michael and I flew from Boston to Minneapolis, I did not capture any clouds, because Michael (who usually stays home with the cats when I travel) had the best view of the clouds from the window seat.

After we descended through the clouds and landed in Minneapolis, we caught a ground shuttle to  Rochester, Minnesota. I noticed a beautiful woman with clouds of pure white hair sitting behind me in the shuttle and I said, “Excuse me for being nosy, but where are you going?’  When she (whose name was Anne)  replied, “The Mayo Clinic,” I shared that I was going there for open heart surgery and a valve replacement. Even though I felt cloudy before we spoke, I was in the clouds when Anne told me:

1. She had a valve replacement at the Mayo almost exactly six years ago.
2. Her surgeon was Dr. Dearani, who will be my surgeon, too.
3. Her experience was very positive.
4. Dr. Dearani and his team were “the best.”
5. When she woke up from the surgery, she thought “I was in the clouds, because I was on top of so many pillows.”

Since I’ve been especially dreading the moment after I wake up from heart surgery because those moments were so hellish when I was a kid, I was in the clouds that Anne’s memory was so heavenly.

Anne and I were both in the clouds when we agreed that our meeting yesterday was most likely arranged by certain beings in the clouds.

I am still in the clouds as I’m writing today’s blog post, which is not where I expected to be two days before heart surgery. I hope you are in the clouds when you see my photos from before and after I was in the clouds yesterday.

 

 

Which photos put you in the clouds ?

I was in the clouds when I read, yesterday, that the Mayo  Clinic provides hospitalized patients with massage, guided meditation, and music after surgery.  Maybe I’ll experience something like this when I’m in the clouds:

I hope you know I’m in the clouds whenever you comment.

Thanks to all who helped put me in the clouds to create this post and to you — of course! — for traveling through the clouds to be here, now.