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Aug. 29th, 2012 12:28 pmDelia had vacation Bible school every morning last week. She seems to have both enjoyed it and not enjoyed it. She wanted to keep going to the end of the week, but she complained that the activities were aimed at much younger children (this particular VBS goes up to age ten. Delia is nine). I napped most mornings while Delia was gone. I was simply too tired to do anything else. I hope this isn't how things will be once she's back at school.
I'm actually considering starting to drink coffee again. I stopped two years ago when I had my gall bladder out. I'm not sure how much caffeine actually helps me, though. I've been known to nap even right after something caffeinated. On the other hand, I napped a lot more last year than I remember doing before. Maybe a cup of coffee every morning would help that. I'd like to have that time for reading and writing and generally getting things done.
The past few weeks, we've been working with Delia on the anti-anxiety program in a book called Helping Your Anxious Child. It's uphill work because Delia would rather not spend the time on it. It's also challenging because the things that scare her don't come up all that frequently. She can go for days without anything causing particularly strong anxiety. To do the exercises in realistic thinking (called detective thinking in the book), we're having to reach a bit because she'll say that nothing has come up that day that worried her. I think that there are things that worry her but that she's so used to them that she forgets (or, possibly, she's simply trying to get out of doing the exercises).
To help Delia along, Scott and I have been doing the exercises from the book, too. Going through the realistic thinking exercises, I think a big reason I had so much trouble with people trying to teach me CBT techniques is that I was already using them. They don't help much. They may bring, say, a bus trip to the library down from a ten to a six on the anxiety scale, but six is still high enough to be really difficult. I have to simply turn off my thinking in order to do it-- I keep just enough there to pay attention to the stops and the routine of things. I can't do that as well when Delia's along or when I'm going somewhere I haven't been very often (or very recently).
Oh, well. If this stuff were easy, I wouldn't be disabled.
I'm actually considering starting to drink coffee again. I stopped two years ago when I had my gall bladder out. I'm not sure how much caffeine actually helps me, though. I've been known to nap even right after something caffeinated. On the other hand, I napped a lot more last year than I remember doing before. Maybe a cup of coffee every morning would help that. I'd like to have that time for reading and writing and generally getting things done.
The past few weeks, we've been working with Delia on the anti-anxiety program in a book called Helping Your Anxious Child. It's uphill work because Delia would rather not spend the time on it. It's also challenging because the things that scare her don't come up all that frequently. She can go for days without anything causing particularly strong anxiety. To do the exercises in realistic thinking (called detective thinking in the book), we're having to reach a bit because she'll say that nothing has come up that day that worried her. I think that there are things that worry her but that she's so used to them that she forgets (or, possibly, she's simply trying to get out of doing the exercises).
To help Delia along, Scott and I have been doing the exercises from the book, too. Going through the realistic thinking exercises, I think a big reason I had so much trouble with people trying to teach me CBT techniques is that I was already using them. They don't help much. They may bring, say, a bus trip to the library down from a ten to a six on the anxiety scale, but six is still high enough to be really difficult. I have to simply turn off my thinking in order to do it-- I keep just enough there to pay attention to the stops and the routine of things. I can't do that as well when Delia's along or when I'm going somewhere I haven't been very often (or very recently).
Oh, well. If this stuff were easy, I wouldn't be disabled.
