Hippo, birdie, two ewes...

... to the lovely and talented _amethyst_fire_!!!! Have a great one!!!!

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Mostly the day went OK, though it was busy. The caregiver support group at Kaiser wasn't all that useful except to give me a bit of a boost. I didn't stay up, though.

I sang "Waltzing With Bears" to Naomi and Colleen; Naomi in particular needed cheering up.

Somewhere around 10:30 I fell apart, suddenly and completely. Terror, grief, despair -- I have no idea what it was. Or why. It was probably triggered by a post that made me think I was missing the filing deadline for my income tax extension, though that can't have been the whold story or even a large part of it. (It turned out that I was right the first time, and I have until mid-October.) My stomach knotted up, and it felt as though I was crying in huge sobs but without sound or tears.

I knew that what I needed was time in Colleen's arms, but it took a while to get there, especially when a well-meant remark sent me wailing into the living room. I came back and told her that all I wanted was to be held; it was maybe an hour later that I calmed down.

I must have been completely dissociated during all this -- I was calmly observing my physical symptoms and figuring out what I needed, but I still have no idea what I was actually feeling. My stomach tightened up again just writing about it, but the feeling itself is still firmly locked away. That scares me a little.

Eventually I let Colleen go to sleep and came back into the living room. My dear, dear sister-of-choice Naomi sang to me and calmed me down. I finally went to bed around midnight, wrapped in love and music, and a little stuffed-monster whimsy.