Crying a River

Dear John,

 

I worked my half-day today, got groceries, and was home by 12:30. I've spent the afternoon taking care of finances and protecting Jethro from the thunderstorm. Even the cats got a little jumpy about this one.

 

After five phone calls and nearly an hour, I have good news. Joe is in-network for my new health insurance. He was hard for them to find because Memorial Health System is in the middle of changing its name to Beacon Health and nobody can find any of it in the computer. I ended up getting his tax ID number and that's how they found him. I've been so concerned about that - after over twenty-five years with him, it would break my heart to have to find a new doctor.

 

I think I must have been overdue for a good cry. When I found out that he is in-network, I hung up the phone and burst into tears. So much has happened in the last couple of weeks and I haven't had a good cry. Or, I hadn't until this afternoon. I hope I'll be a bit less emotionally ragged now.

 

I'm still feeling terribly stressed all the time. People at work keep telling me to relax, but I don't know how. I seem to be stuck in sympathetic nervous system overdrive. Let me know if you have any helpful hints. Or just come and rub my back tonight - that always relaxed me. Just come. That would be enough.

 

Needing you right now,

Joan.