Deb, your story reminds me of a story author Byron Katie tells on herself. One day she was walking in the desert (she lives out West), and saw a rattlesnake out of the corner of her eye. She froze and closed her eyes. She began to panic, thinking, "I am going to get bitten by that snake! I'm going to get bitten, and die out here in the desert all alone! I am going to die and no one knows I'm out here! They'll find a pile of bones months from now!" She was sweating, her stomach was upset and her head was spinning. She cautiously opened one eye to see the vile snake before it killed her.
It was a rope.
No snake. Just a piece of rope.
She got all wound up about a rope. Proving that we can see a snake and feel life-threatened, or we can see a rope and keep walking.
It's all a matter of perception.
You are doing great. Cut yourself some slack! You've had surgery, it's your anniversary, you have PMS -- but you have your H living in your house, ML with you. I'd switch with you!
