Well, on Friday I severely melted down. Rocking, hand flapping, crying, screaming. My mum was at work and I screamed at her not to touch me. I felt better afterwards, but I was still very shaky.
On Saturday Kevin-John came to the psycho with me. According to George (my psycho), I was very quiet compared to my usual "Blah blah blah blah" (Usually you can't shut me up. LOL, I'm either very loud or very silent silly me), and Kevin-John agreed. Kevin-John is now going to start coming with me to my appointments, which I guess is a good thing because I am very comfortable with Kevin-John. I owe him a lot. Sometimes I wish I could be more like him.
On Sunday Kevin-John took me to the Bunya Mountains. On the way we hit a poor bird that got confused. So we took the poor thing (who took three huge poops in my bag and would not be quiet the whole way there) to the National Ranger, who told us that only his leg was badly injured, and that he'd be just fine. Whew. So Kevin-John and I went walking through the rainforest, which is really refreshing. It rained on us and we found it funny.
Today is Monday and I am on night-shift, which is good cos that way I only work with one other person all week. And Mr. Ian at work is very understanding and is always looking out for me.
