Water, Water, Everywhere

My friend and I went to our first HOT YOGA class. I will never do hot yoga again. I was sweating so much that I thought I was on a slip-n-slide trying to hold a yoga balance pose. I couldn't even do downward dog... I slid to either end of my mat looking like I was trying to reach something in the middle of the room. When I did manage get my head down, sweat from my body would run into my nose ... eeewww. My contacts were swimming laps inside my eyes. The instructor tried to come and help me get aligned ... bad idea when you are on a slip-n-slide, lady! I felt faint twice - NEVER have I felt that in yoga. The heat kept coming on above my head and I was actually happy to have some air moving. By the end, my clothes were SOAKED, as were my TWO yoga mats... eeeww! My finger tips were wrinkled as though I had been in the bathtub for an hour and a half. Walking out of the class, I accidentally stepped in pools of other people's sweat ..... EEEEWWW, EEEWWW!

So I came home, drank lots of water, SHOWERED and made a mushroom, goat cheese, prociutto, basil, tomato and parmesan fritatta. I was feeling quite tired, but invigorated and cleansed. Bill came home, we had a laid back dinner and then I decided to also cleanse my tear ducts. We were sitting quietly and tears just started pooling down my face, almost at the same rate as the sweat earlier. I realized that there is very little hope for getting a referral AND traveling before court closures. I don't think I'll have the joy of holding my babies until November or December. I cannot describe how dissappointed, how sad I felt (feel).

Bill just quietly came over, for the millionth time repeating this scenario. He put his arms around me and just held me while I cried.

After my wringing out, I remembered the mail! I received these beautiful flowers along with two beads :) Thank you, thank you, thank you!