Day thirty

30 days! Who would have believed it! I went to the Community Cafe yesterday and I wasn't hugged, but most people seemed pleased to see me. I don't know how many times I explained the results I had received so far.

One issue I had was that when I said I wouldn't be back till January it seemed that I was expected to be back before then. I think, because I don't show the pain, people think it's not there. I don't look ill, so it's assumed I'm not. I don't look tired, so it's assumed I'm not.

But I never have shown pain, or complained of ill health. I was sick for 6 months before I went to see a doctor, and no one noticed. I was still sick after I saw the doctor for another 6 months before I went off sick, because it got worse.

I always say that if I fell down a well neither Lassie (the dog), nor Skippy (the bush kangaroo) would find me, because I wouldn't be shouting for help.

The same is true with pain. I saw a doctor several years ago for a similar pain, and he had me lie on the bed while he prodded around. He asked me, when he finished, if there was no pain. I told him there was, so he had to do it again and I had to make appropriate noises, like "Ouch!" when it hurt. I just don't do that naturally.

So yes, I look bright-eyed and bushy tailed, but I'm in a lot of pain. And I have a high pain threshold.

And then there was the comment made about my results and how I had been worrying about cancer. I'll leave that one until tomorrow when I'll talk about Projection.