more in the Land of Weird Physical symptoms. And Israelis and meds

Look like something bit me in a...bad place. The groin, to be precise. Don’t know how the hell it got there, but if feels just like a mosquito bite. Having being through a good few inching and rashes and so on, I think I recognize the difference. I did not know there are biting insects this far off season.

Also, I read about the phenomena of Israelis and meds – looks like there is an enormous gap between the people’s awareness that’s it’s important to take one’s meds, and the actual implementation on ground. I was appalled at the extent of this phenomena. But was also comforted to read that a gap of a few hours is not even considered “a forgetting”. As long as I took the med and will take the other pill in a few hours, it’s All Well, and no ham was done.

I was badly rattled, though, because I thought I was better than that, that I don’t make such errors anymore, and…

Naming a problem is the first step in dealing with it

My SO had got me to admit that it's I, actually who is the worst Mother Hen between us three. (I was compering myself to antongaru and to Hagar-both of them are First Class mother hens. Each in his or her own way.

But one thing I do which they do not.

If I know that antongaru or Kitten are unhappy, feeling ill, or miserable for any reason - for the matter of fact, if I know that any one I care for is in this condition, and I can't do anything to help - I start freaking out and eating myself with guilt. And that's not helping anyone. I am willing to give my 1oo% to help when I can, and I do so whenever I can. So, what's the use in eating yourself up when you can't help?

Sitting back and not trying - that's maybe one of the hardest things for me. But acknowledging this is a problem - is the first step to dealing with it and containing it.