I am very sick today. I don’t like it. I worked over 10 hours between two facilities. I lost my phone at the end of the night. After finally finishing at the second facility, I turned around, went back, looked for my phone for a half hour or so, and eventually found it on my dashboard. Didn’t get to do jiujitsu.
Still today was a good day. It struck me later that, in spite of being sick, and tired, and rushed, I’d remained completely present with the lady with the little stuffed duck who always stands up when she isn’t supposed to. She was scared and confused and I stayed present with her without having to force myself into the moment. It wasn’t for very long, an aide came to relieve me, but it’s something I want to remember.
I also reasoned myself back off the edge of anxiety over and over again. I began feeling overwhelmed multiple times throughout the day, but kept coming back to the present. It is also worth noting that rather than being upset regarding the phone issue, I was simply grateful that it wasn’t gone. I actually anticipated that familiar visceral tightening of time lost … of already feeling tired the following day, but it didn’t come. I drove home tired from the day, but in a good and present mood nonetheless.
