I had a great session with my therapist yesterday. I was almost crying because I have been having such a hard time. In a way my brutal fall still even makes me think a few times before I get out of bed. My balance is so awful. I hardly leave my apartment and usually somebody brings up my packages. I have little exposure to the virus.
He got me talking about my job as a former psychologist and brought up al sorts of great memories. Most were crystal clear. I loved so many of the kids and a couple of mothers.