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Sunday, April 11, 2010

Sanguine SUNday to make up for missing SSaturday!

Apologies for missing yesterday's Sanguine Saturday post. After spending Friday afternoon/evening at the hospital to get a referral for the specialist burns unit (more on that next week, when I know more), I spent Saturday cleaning at my friend's place, only to take her up to the Emergency Department for an infection that night.. and had our mutual friend, who was also there, faint at the time! I felt better sleeping over with the pair of them to make sure everything was okay, which meant I wasn't online to post.

This week's Success Stories:
I've done some Pleasant Event Scheduling.
I used my DEAR MAN skills at the hospital! Not only did I not offend or upset anyone, I even got my needs met!
I've continued doing well taking my medication.
By looking after my wounds, I have been doing at least something towards doing the right thing by my body.
I'm still here, still alive - and it's okay that sometimes that's the best I can say.
I am Facing my Fear some.

Gratitudes List/Things that make me happy:
I have wonderful friends.
I am lucky enough to live in a country where I have access to free medical treatment.
Giraffes. Because any animal that has a blue tongue it can stick up its own nose absolutely has to be cool.
Great music.
Watching the prettiest woman ever, on Skype, and being lucky enough to hear her voice as well.
Finding the prettiest blue giraffe charm in Spotlight today.
Giggles when people assume my friend and I are in a relationship.

Today's cheer-leading statements:
It's okay to be afraid. But being afraid doesn't have to mean I bow down to that fear and Avoid.
Just because my mother is unhappy with me doesn't mean I made the wrong decision. Sometimes no decision is right.
I have the skills and the ability to cope no matter what happens.
I am in control of my life. I have the power to make choices around my treatment and to decide (to some degree) what happens to me. I have the power and the ability to request female staff in certain situations that may be difficult for me!

Take care of yourselves until next time, and may we all find our own small fences along the way.

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