Our 18-year-old cat, Oscar, who has cancer, has been staggering, sometimes, when he walks. Otherwise, his appetite is good and he does not seem to be in pain. He continues to be a staggeringly sweet kitty who wants to be close to his family.
It is staggering to me ….
- What world leaders will do to hold onto power,
- The increase of coronavirus cases in the United States,
- That the U.S. President discourages testing and social distancing despite the recommendations of his own staff,
- How people can ignore facts and science because of fear, anger, and denial,
- How pernicious white male rage can be,
- How some people are valued over others,
- How kind, perceptive, and thoughtful my 22-year old son is,
- That my son Aaron thinks that people should have the option of euthanasia and animals should be allowed to die naturally,
- How long the line and wait was yesterday for Aaron to be tested for COVID-19,
- How quickly we got the good test results,
- How beautiful the South Shore of Boston is,
- How everything my husband Michael cooks is so delicious, and
- How great it is when the whole family is in the house.
Do you see anything staggering in my photos from yesterday ?
It is staggering to me that somebody posted a negative comment at the end of this article in the Deseret News starring yours truly.
It is staggering to me that
- Jennifer Graham, the awesome writer of that article, found me through this blog and
- the article links to this performance of my original song “Left the House Before I Felt Ready”!
My viewer numbers on YouTube are still less than staggering even after the publication of that story. However, I will keep staggering along in my pursuit of fame and fortune.
In the meantime, I am staggeringly grateful to all who follow me here, including YOU!
Categories: life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism
Tags: cat with cancer, coronavirus testing, COVID-19, euthanasia, Jennifer Graham, lasagna, Left the house before I felt ready, the Deseret News, the South Shore of Boston, white male rage
- Oscar seems to be feeling better, perhaps due to his steroid medication,
- friends and family seem to be well,
- I am not suffering,
- a lot of people are in pain,
- I am facilitating a telehealth version of my Coping and Healing groups five times every week,
- I am using the word “mute” and “unmute” way too often,
- I’m working from home for the foreseeable future,
- I am still President of the Northeastern Society for Group Psychotherapy,
- pasta is still my favorite food,
- the weather in Boston is beautiful,
- I am living near the water,
- most people in my neighborhood are wearing masks when they are outside,
- I see a lot of white male rage,
- I love Melissa Villasenõr,
- I believe in skill, perseverance, flexibility, and luck,
- I was inexplicably able to fix an inexplicable and annoying display change on my laptop,
- when somebody calls me “annoying” or any other critical label, I have trouble letting go of that,
- I think saying “hello” and “goodbye” are both very important,
- focusing on the future often raises anxiety,
- I’m trying to avoid fortune telling, mind reading, and the other cognitive distortions,
- I prefer to live in the now,
- I am very grateful for all that I have, and
- I am sharing all my photos from yesterday.
For now and forever, I don’t drink wine because I’m on Coumadin for the rest of my life. For now, I am totally fine with that.
For now, I need to end this post and get ready for work, so thanks to all who helped me create another “For Now” post, including YOU!
Categories: heart condition, life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism
Tags: baked ziti, cats on steroids, cognitive distortions, Coumadin, Melissa Villasenõr, South Shore of Boston, The Daily Bitch Calendar, the here and now, white male rage