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All I Really Want...er...Need

A "need" is not an option, it is something you must have to function fully. It is differentiated from a "want" in that a want is optional.

Someone may need to drill a hole in my head and attempt to stuff this concept inside.

I got back a little while ago after spending 3 1/2 hours at the emergency room. Almost 3 weeks ago, I found myself getting incredibly exhausted during the day. It was so bad at one point that I actually almost fell asleep on a roller coaster. I'm not kidding. I chalked it up to the end of the school year chaos and thought it would be gone by now. Instead, in the last week, I've been sleeping close t0 16 hours a day and walking in a fog very much like the aura you get before a migraine.

The urgent care doctor sent me immediately to the ER for stroke and MS tests. (For the record, one of these is one of my greatest fears.) I had a slew of blood tests, x-rays, and a cat scan done...all to the amusement of the triage nurse. After all of this, the doctor told me, "Well, I have good news...everything seems okay." And then he asks about depression. My regular doctor usually asks about anxiety. My bet is on stress.

So I took a little online stress test and scored 483. Perhaps the extra hours at work, Alan's surgery, our finances, the possible move, family and marital problems, and even my poison ivy have all caught up with me. I read the quote above in an article on reducing stress, and now I'm trying to figure out what exactly I *need*, how to ask for it, and what to do if I don't get it. After all, how exactly do you go about getting a need met when it involves another person who may or may not cooperate. A dios mios!

I'm not a terribly complicated person. My needs are relatively simple. At least, I think so. I'm not even sure *what* I need. Oh dear...the more I think about it, the scarier it is. I'm not even sure I can admit it. Here I was all prepared to list my needs, but I think I need to figure out how to articulate them.

There's my little update for today...and my stalling. I must DE-STRESS!

Comments

Christy said…
You know where to find me if you need me!
3:53 PM
frabjouspoet said…
Thanks. I really needed to hear that.
4:11 PM
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