Also in the hospital, I was in group counseling with the MS people, since
there was only one other TM person, and effects on mental faculties is
definitely something that can happen to MS people that they used to worry
about. My roomie also had MS, and for me, compared with the uncertain
prognosis MS folks have, TM always seemed relatively stable, with most of
the change in the direction of better.
The nurse and hospital stories also made me remember how wonderful the
nurses were when I was in the hospital. Apart from one ER nurse, they were
so kind and so willing to help, even if it was to console me because of the
banana and cottage cheese they brought me for lunch (I don't eat most
meats, and I HATE cottage cheese)--she got me a sandwich.
Now I'm fine in terms of mental faculties and trying to finish my thesis,
although I had writer's block for six months and am still not going full
speed. (Also with lots of stress: My 17-year-old cat is sick--I was
crying in the middle of the night last night after he threw up everything
he had eaten for the fifth time that day, and the little sweety came over
and cuddled with me and purred to cheer me up. And the place I work is
probably going down the tube, and we're all scrambling to get other jobs.)
Doesn't the Chinese symbol for good luck mean "may you have lots of change
in your life"?
Aurore