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Of cleavage and hearing aids

Apparently, I'm quite good at drawing with charcoal. Or that's what everyone else says, anyway. I like doing it, though I don't really see what it has to do with me getting better. *Shrugs*

I saw the cutest guy ever in our department today. I've no idea who he is, but I think he works there. He was in the room for our start and end of day group meeting, but he didn't say anything. He did look at me quite often, but that might have had something to do with my generous amount of cleavage. (Well, it was laundry day.)

I noticed Salem was reading the same book I'd just finished (Labyrinth by Kate Mosse), so I tried to start a conversation with him about it, but he didn't really react. He did come over during ergotherapy and said he liked my drawing, so I guess he was trying to make up for not talking to me earlier.

I had a pretty good day (I think the medication might really be working), but Geralda had a breakdown at the end of the day. She wears a hearing aid, but it's not working very well. She can't follow group conversations, and most of the therapy consists of group conversations. After the end of the day meeting, she started crying and talking about ending it. Libby, Maggie and I tried to comfort her, but she was very distraught. I ended up giving her a hug, and she seemed to feel better after that. I made her promise me she wouldn't do anything stupid and told her very firmly that I would see her tomorrow. I hope I will.

Basket Case

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Oct. 10th, 2006 06:17 pm (UTC)
That'd be me - Like Salem, not talking to anyone.

I'm really happy that you seem to be making some progress and can feel a little bit more positive, and that you still feel like you. *Even more huggles*

Oct. 11th, 2006 05:43 pm (UTC)
Not if the medication would work for you, too. :)


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