Friday, August 12, 2011
What's Eating Gilbert Grape?
I spent yesterday going to doctor appointments and playing chauffeur for my daughter. I was lucky the lab tech hit my vein with the first stick (something that rarely happens). I learned that I'm not handling stress as well as I thought I was. I thought I was pretty good at venting and sharing all my gunk......I do it here. But, evidently that isn't quite enough as it appears I have developed an ulcer. I finally gave in and went to the doctor when the pain got to be too much to ignore. So, guess I'll have to work on finding some other ways to cope. What really got my attention was how my stomach would start hurting every time I talked to Mike on the phone. I knew I was getting impatient with him and I felt bad about it but it was having the same conversation over and over and over again that was getting to me. At least 15 - 20 times a day! I have learned how to work at my desk and talk to Mike on the phone at the same time. I leave work at 4:00 and my phone rings at home at 4:25 on the dot. It doesn't stop until Ron gets home at 7:00 pm and he takes over the calls. Then Mike goes to bed at 8:00. That's when I finally let out a long sigh........but the guilt sure has been eating (literally) at me. That frustration is what I need to learn how to handle.