Yesterday I started back to work. By midday I was conflicted because I was so enjoying the training but I was also feeling extreme fatigue from the lack of sleeping the night before. I was starting to feel a little sick to my stomach and as the afternoon progressed I realized I had some control over what was next. Decided to cancel my teeth cleaning, that just was not important today. Visited one of my dearest friends and saw a couple other colleagues, got hugs and empathy. And headed home for a much needed nap.
Woke up refreshed and ready for my first private practice session since 10/10/15, the day after I found out my Uncle was admitted on hospice. By evening I felt strong. I took another hour nap and then was able to write like I’d wanted to write the last couple of days. Not to say I haven’t been writing but I’m trying to document my last hours with Uncle Hal and from that come up with a message for Sunday, titled Living Between Life and Death. I’m happy to see my subconscious has been doing a lot of this writing and I got into the flow last night.
Today I am back at Riverbend Hospital and on the floor with my MSW student. To think, I was a brand new MSW student in October 2010. We also have a site visit with the field liaison today. I also have one private practice client after work at the hospital. This morning I must draw strength from within. It is going to be okay. I am going to be okay.