mid-weekend post...

not too much going on right now - kat and i did dinner at golden corral and wandered around meijer (jeez, the excitement of a saturday night!!) and now she's using my computer to check her email...

group on thursday was interesting - charles asked me if i'd thought about when i wanted to leave the intensive outpatient program. i was up front with him, it's been on my mind recently, and i honestly don't know what i think about it - part of me's thinks it's time to go, part of me doesn't - seems like the times before when i've thought it was time to go have been when things started to fall apart, and with the stuff i'm looking at coming up with testing for possible surgery and all, perhaps i should just stick with it a bit longer. or maybe not. hell, i don't know. in looking at what to do afterwards though, we talked about what group i may want to join up with - i'd previously been in the stress management group that met once a week, but i'm not sure if that's what i want to return to. charles suggested that perhaps a ptsd group might be a good fit - huh?!? post traumatic stress disorder?!? he explained how it may be relevant to me, how my seizures and my dealing with them could be seen as traumatic events and the ptsd group might be helpful - so i'm going to "audit" the group next week - still doing IOP, but i'll go to the PTSD group on tuesday and sit in the background and check it out, see if that's where i want to be. we'll give it a shot...

Kurt Vonnegut's got it figured out...

Kurt Vonnegut's figured out Dubya...check out this quote from a recent column (hell, read the whole column, it's great!):

"And do you know why I think he is so pissed off at Arabs? They invented algebra. Arabs also invented the numbers we use, including a symbol for nothing, which nobody else had ever had before. You think Arabs are dumb? Try doing long division with Roman numerals.

We're spreading democracy, are we? Same way European explorers brought Christianity to the Indians, what we now call "Native Americans.""

my Yiddish lesson for the day...

Holly emailed me and told me that my description of not being quite back to normal is ongepotchket in Yiddish...hmmm...ongepotchket...a google search reveals the common definition to be "Messed up, slapped together without form, excessively and unesthetically decorated" - that's not quite the way i'm feeling, but i suppose it somewhat gets the message across...

this weekend flew by...

perhaps it's that misperception of time thing i'm still dealing with since those last few seizures, but this weekend seemed to go a LOT faster than usual...

hung out with kat & jake friday night and saturday, played games and watched movies (both of em were amazed i hadn't seen Rat Race - funny movie)

sheesh, i can't believe i start week #13 of group on monday morning - better get to bed...