I am so sorry for the fall. I hope it’s just a minor blip for you.

So thankful for SWB's sensible approach.

Gyrotonics today. I asked the instructor to give me the geriatric version, lol. Then I went home and crashed. Slept a solid hour and was utterly disoriented when I woke up. But my body always feels so much better after gyrotonics, and that goes double today. It loosens up all the kinks and straightens everything out.

SAME. Thank God for texting.

Good for her!! I am glad the guy got such attentive care.

A tilt table has helped me a ton with this type of pain. Just the act of hanging at a steep angle eases up the whole system beautifully (I don’t go fully upside down, though that is an option.) I am so sorry you’re in pain.

I get it. I don’t understand where these swollen feet came from or why they need so much babying. Midlife—all the perspective I wish I had had at 20 but in a whole different body.

Yes. This. Especially the bolded.

Yesterday I managed one walk down the lane and I cleaned half my bedroom. I am so disheartened by how breathless I am. Today's goal is to finish the bedroom and take another walk.

I’m so sorry for what your child and your family are facing. Hugs and prayers.

I had the foam replaced professionally at a place that does this. It was worth every penny. We went with the firmest foam possible, which was absolutely the right call. Even firm foam loses firmness over time.

Gift certificate to a beloved ice cream shop A nifty mug with tea and snacks Personalized cutting board with some cheese Christmas ornament with the date

Are you giving this as just a friend or in a more official capacity?

See, that's the thing. I cannot understand why nobody has done one single thing about indoor air quality. It seems like such a no-brainer. It helps with all the viruses.

Honestly, I would keep it and treasure it for no other reason than my husband did something sweet with the sole intent of putting a smile on my face.

Someone dear to me had a very, very tough upbringing and is dealing with some depression. This person wants therapy and is having a very hard time finding resources. Bewildered by the whole process. He's in his early twenties. BCBS insurance. He's lived in Utah less than a year and loves it there, but doesn't know a whole lot of people. I'm on the other side of the country, just trying to help throw some resources his way. Thanks for any recommendations or suggestions.

Aw Katy, I'm sorry you're all suffering. Do your best with sanitation. Praying for you.

My school's version of Prom was Junior-Senior banquet, and it was the best ever. There was always a theme, of course, and the reconstruction of the Commons for the theme was elaborate and amazing. The teachers put on a ridiculous play for entertainment and the juniors would read predictions for the seniors' futures. My junior year we did a 1920s speakeasy complete with a secret tunnel, and my senior year the theme was a medieval castle complete with a castle and an indoor garden with a real stream and goldfish. Magical and unbelievable. I was terribly poor. For my junior year, I went thrift shopping and found a pretty dress for $25. It was pretty but not really my color or style. It had some flaws. A friend's mom saw the flaws earlier in the day when we were all getting dressed, and bless that woman. She whisked my dress away into her sewing room and fixed it for me. I am forever grateful for her quiet compassion. I wanted something spectacular for my senior year but had absolutely no money. I planned ahead and took sewing classes that year. My project second semester was the dress of my dreams. It was royal blue satin with dropped, off-shoulder poofy sleeves as well as spaghetti straps and a sweetheart neckline. The skirt was high in front and low in back. The waistline was fitted with a dropped seam for the skirt. I felt so beautiful in that dress. Learning to sew that year was one of the best investments I've ever made. I sewed so many things for myself in the poverty years. Then I sewed so many awesome things for my kids, as well as wedding dresses for my sister and for a dear friend. I made zillions of masks for my family in the early days of the pandemic.

Trying to figure out the best way to get back in the game slowly and gently. I am itchy to not be sedentary but also still breathless with some other lingering symptoms. (Still masking and isolating for a few more days after the rebound illness of this past week.)

I do find it believable. She has had a love of photography for a long time and has released photos she took herself in the past. It’s plausible to me that she edited, that she overestimated her skill level, and that the people around her didn’t push back about the release.

As I mentioned up thread, I come to this issue with a specific perspective as a foster mom. Just as you have experience with kids and relatives with speech issues, I have experience with severely traumatized foster kids. When I heard the little-child voice from a severely traumatized teenager, the sound quality hit me forcefully. Another poster mentioned having this experience as well. In my observation, that specific vocal quality comes out more strongly at some times than at others. It's not just the isolated voice-it's also the eyes and the facial expression and the body language. It's as obvious as the permanent, cringing slump in the person's shoulders. The times that I have observed this in the voice, it was absolutely unmistakable and absolutely heartbreaking. I just bring it up again because this is a both-and situation. It's possible for people to have quirky voices or mannerisms as you say. It's possible for subcultures to teach expected behaviors just as Tia Levings says in the link earlier. It's also possible for trauma to impact the voice.

This is completely true. As a foster parent, I have experience with teenagers who speak with a childish or baby voice who have lived through severe trauma. It's totally different from teenagers trying to act cute.

I gave my kids an Acme Adulting Kit. Just a box filled with things they need as adults, most symbolic or silly. Voting registration instructions A fish scale so you can weigh the truth A compass and a Bible so you can always find your way You get the idea.

I’m praying, Katy. I hope you all feel much better quickly.

Psych It's hilarious and ridiculous but also fun to figure out the crimes. Not graphic. Our teens loved it.