Monday, Monday

Today seemed like a good day to start a blog. Nobody knows it's here so I don't have to worry about an onslaught of responses. I am -we are - moving East and don't know when or where exactly. Today I was invited to apply for a job (in Fredericksburg VA) as a bereavement counseling supervisor. I had never considered doing a job like that but in some way feel prepared. I understand loss... I am a counselor by training.. I have also supervised small numbers of people at a time. I could do this job. I don't know if I would enjoy it but one never knows about new jobs. It only takes one fellow Aquarian or a beautiful drive to work on a country road or an opportunity to innovate and it's all good.

Today I also started physical therapy and found out something I have known for many, many years: my hamstrings are way too tight. I also found out that to loosen them I have to do a funny exercise with a ball between my knees ( the therapist's ball had Spiderman on it) and breathe deeply several times while squeezing muscles various ways.


The last thing that happened today (so far) was an application I submitted to yet another job at a hospital in Rockville, MD. This was a job that I made up a long time ago and, waddyaknow, it actually exists. It is a patient representative (RN) who explains everything to the patient and family that's been thrown at them by the docs and other hospital staff, and gives them a fighting chance to figure out what to do when they go home... what their meds are for, how to stay well, avoid coming back to the hospital, eat right, etc. The hospital is run by the Seventh Day Adventist Church. Their members are extremely healthy as they wait for the second coming.

Diana tells me not to get too far ahead of myself and she's right. That's enough for today.