March 2, 2017--Week Without Him: Gala Girl

Did you see Gala Girl's comment attached to my Wednesday posting? About how I was struggling with, you know, not mentioning, well, him?

In case you missed it, here's part of what she wrote--

Seems you're doing pretty well [she's not talking here about my "battle" with Lyme disease and is probably being facetious]. Only having mentioned "Trump" NINE times (ten if you count the title). [My detox guide I am certain would not count mentioning him in the title as evidence of a turn for the worse. But to be sure, note the title of today's posting.] Baby steps [Gala Girl continues] as Bill Murray keeps telling himself in "What About Bob." [Which I haven't seen and thus do not know what she is saying to me. I'm certain it's intended to be helpful and, knowing her as I do, amusing.]

I'm not sure how to take this. We've been close friends for more than 30 years and I have always been able to count on her for being there for me when I've been struggling with something. Something physical, something psychological. Just what you'd hope for in a good friend.

So now I'm clearly dealing with a combination of both--physical (the Lyme and maybe some Lyme-related neurological issues--I'll know more about that Friday when I see a neurologist) and psychological (how I regressed yesterday. Nine, ten mentions! Will I ever be in recovery?)

There are only today and tomorrow to go and then I can take stock. But I'm not feeling optimistic and have begun again to think about Betty Ford.

I should, though, be feeling optimistic. Note that I haven't mentioned him. Alluded to him, admittedly, and quoted Gala Girl's citing him by name, but I have managed not to mention him directly.

I mean Trump.

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