Thursday, November 11, 2021

 Thursday, November 11, 2021  

 

   I had to get ready for my PT with Katie right after yoga. On my way there, I passed a truck pulling into a driveway.  He immediately stopped and pulled back out. Yikes! Fortunately, I wasn't right on top of him and was going slowly; otherwise, I would have had another accident at 5 mph. Legally, this one would have been my fault, too. 

   Katie did an incredible job on me.  She has healing hands.  Wherever she touches, heat radiates.  She said everyone tells her she has hot hands, but they don't feel warm to her.  I recognize that heat comes from energy.  She said this gift showed up when she moved to Hawaii; she had never had it before.  Weird, uh?  

  She told me that I was more balanced than she had ever seen me before when we started.  As I sat, my weight was more equally distributed between my hips. It's the spinal curvature that is one of the things that keeps me from going from THR. I'm concerned the surgeons won't take it into consideration.  They will lock me into it, limiting my options for the rest of my life, or, worse, just fixing one problem to make another worse.  I see them as having a very narrow focus. 

    Katie worked on my back and then manipulated my limbs. I still felt stressed. I have been emotionally off my pins.  I said I felt like screaming. It wouldn't have been appropriate at the rehab center, but I could hear myself screaming in my head. That can be as good if not better than doing it out loud. 

   Someone came to mind that I have a difficult relationship with. To boot, she did something hurtful to Mike.  I did the release exercise, releasing anything to do with my craving and aversion for my feelings about her. As I find every time, I found that when I do the opposite from the obvious release, in this case, the craving, I learn something new.  My connection with this woman is deeply unhealthy; it's weird. We really hate each other. Good thing we have no contact.  This is something I have to heal on my end, with or without renewing the relationship. It's definitely unhealthy for me. Since I believe in the interconnectedness of all things, I also think it's harmful to her.  I can't do much about her feelings for me. I can only do what I can do. I went home and spent some time sleeping in the sun. I figured it would do its healing thing.

  Tommy and Brian came over to fix the Internet connection. Weirdly, Yvette called to say Spectrum had called her to say the Internet was out in our area yesterday when I was having this problem. As it turned out, my problem had nothing to do with Spectrum's failure. My Internet was now running off Brian's business account, which is more stable than the personal one. The boys still had to come and fix whatever was wrong with my connection. 

  I had additional questions for the boys. One was could the blue light emanating from the Internet transmitter in my hallway outside my bedroom be switched off?  No problem. Ah!  I also needed help with the phone locator app Tommy put on my computer. I had misplaced my phone the other day.  I tried the app but couldn't figure out how to make it work.  When he did show me, I was disappointed.  I thought the app would show me exactly where the phone was. But no, it only showed the phone was somewhere on my street. By the way, I found the phone in my car.  I had moved it in preparation for driveway yoga in the morning. My phone slips out of my shorts pocket when I sit in the car.  I also asked Tommy if he could move the sofa back. I had him pull it out for me the other day to clean the screens behind it. 

   I had third-grade A reading at the very beginning of third-grade material. When I started with him, he was reading at a low Kindergarten level.  Now, it is time to work on multi-syllable words.  Again, he fought me when I told him to do something physical to help him figure something out.  I wanted him to put his hand under his chin to feel the bounces as he said a word to figure out how many syllables were in a word.  He doesn't want to do anything he hasn't seen his classmates do; he wants to look normal.  A is aware that he's not normal; his parents deny anything is different about him. Neurologically atypical children, which I believe A is, need to be taught how to behave typically.  They don't arrive at that on their own.  The earlier instruction starts, the better. I have had two conversations with the parents where I have tried to broach the subject.  I recommended that he get a medical evaluation.  I suspect his parents are the only ones who don't get it.  These are two highly intelligent educated people. Denial comes at all levels.    I have been wanting Judy to look at this kid and see if she agrees with me. The boy drives me nuts with his effect. If we were all open about it, I could work with it, but that's not an option.

   Adolescent D is making incredible leaps.  This dramatic increase in his rate of improvement started when he has been listing to the YouTube video/audio file, The Phonics Discovery System, Five Stories.  Listening to it trains his auditory perception. Now, he reads ahead; he reads any part of a word he can; he remembers most small words and often remembers rules.  Even when he doesn't remember a rule, he responds when I cue him. I asked him if he saw the difference. He said no, he always read like that.  I told him he tested at the first and second-grade levels before I started working with him. If he could read better, why didn't he?  He said he didn't know. I'd suspect a serious mental problem; except I know of the apex effect. It leaves people thinking they haven't made any changes.