L's pot has been removed! Much rejoicing, though she is moving a little tentatively and experimenting with different footwear to see what feels most comfortable. It is lovely to see her walking without rocking slightly from side to side - the plaster and surgical shoe were hard to match with a shoe of the same height. The doctor has discharged her, says her toe should make a full recovery though it might remain swollen for several months, which surprised us. Tomorrow she will start a programme of rehabilitation, involving little walks up and down the road, before gradually venturing further.
I'm reading a learned paper about neuroscience research and how it meets and affirms psychoanalytical thinking. Interesting though unbelievably verbose in the way only academics can be, and requiring rather tiring deconstruction sentence by sentence. For example:
The quintessential clinical context for a right brain transferential-countertransferential implicit communication of a dysregulated emotional state is the heightened affective moment of a clinical enactment.
Believe me that sentence was short! I'm starting in a Neuroscience Research Reading Group next Monday so got to do my homework. Also starting a series of seminars on Personality Development in November. Great to get into some studying to support my work. Certainly feels a long time since I last did any!
Came through some tests in my work last week. One of which was a salutory lesson in not necessarily being able to work with all comers - currently enagaged in helping family find suitable alternative support. Some of the things you hear in this line of work make you hair stand on end. Got to know your limits...
4 comments:
Good to know that there's take-up though.
Congratulations to L on removal of pot, and good luck with the neuroscience, rather you than me!
Congrats to L on being potless. (I do love those Brit-isms.)
As to limits, I can relate - having been a "bobby" in a previous era of my life. You do what you can for whom you can and the rest you have to let go.
Congratulations to L.
I'll let you get back to your reading. had to read that quote several times and am still baffled.
Hooray fo the banished pot (or stookie, as we call it in Scotland).
SO glad that you're feeling more positive! Also so glad that I don't have to read sentences like that one you quoted...
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