Therapy Recap 1/17/12

The construction on J’s office is done, the waiting room is smaller but his office is bigger.  I could see things that I had not seen before because of the way they were positioned, like his diplomas and the bookcase.  He said that he is getting some new furniture – a new couch and tables, and will be painting and getting new carpet. I asked what prompted him to do this and he said he is actually taking over the first floor of the building as well.  I asked why he needed the first floor and he said it will be for the people who work for him.

“the people who work for you?  You have people who work for you?”

“yes”

“where do they work now?”

“in my office when I’m not here, or in the other two offices on this floor.”

“do the people who work in those two offices work for you?”

“no they sublet.”

“so you are becoming a conglomerate.”  (kidding?)

“mctherapy”  (kidding?)

Hmmm….

I didn’t want to talk about problems. I did say that I noticed that the six month anniversary of my cancer diagnosis is January 28 which is also the day my dad died. Nothing much to pursue in that topic.

I had a list of recent changes I have made and we talked about those. I started hiking with groups of strangers, signed up for a yoga class, created a “personal” first aid kit (I’ll write more about that later), am considering doing a mind/body cancer workshop (stuff about nutrition/fitness/mental stuff/etc) and I plan to take a nutrition/wellness course that I have been wanting to do for a couple of years. We talked about how people make changes when it is a new year, but I had actually started these in December. He said that every January he makes 15 or so goals, and I said “I used to do that when I was your age.”

Then I mentioned my frustration about my vitamin b12 deficiency because I had gotten a call from my doctor’s office that morning saying that after 3 months of shots my level has only gone up 11 points, from 147 to 158. She wants me to do 3 more months of shots and get tested again, but I am ready to get a second opinion. There is a naturopathic doctor that I had researched last summer but never called, and I plan to call her now.

I think I will spend the rest of week processing why I feel upset that people work for J, so many that he needs to take over a whole other level of the building.