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More Fresno Vignettes
Oct. 11th, 2006 10:03 pmOn a busy corner that I pass on the way to lunch, there's a guy holding a sign offering a free phone from Sprint PCS. Most of the time that I've seen people holding signs, they've stood still holding the sign and looked bored. Not this guy. When I first noticed him, he was dancing a jig holding the sign. Over the last couple of days, he's been on roller skates. He always looks like he's having a good time.
I get a kick out of seeing him.
I saw my new therapist on Tuesday. He was full of surprises. When I told him that I first started having hallucinations at age 39 with no family history of them, he asked if I had had a complete medical workup to rule out other causes. I said "No." (I think that fell through the cracks when my original doctor left, and I was in no shape to insist.) The therapist said that he could arrange with my doctor to have tests done if I wanted.
When I told him about my saga about getting into work early, he said that I should get a note from my doctor requesting accommodation in terms of a later start time. Then he said that I should move back to San Jose and get a job with a later start time -;) (He's one of the Fresno-haters. So is my doctor.)
Then we took a very high-level walk through my life. He asked about the ethnicity of my last name; when I told him "Lithuanian," he said that he's part Latvian. It's interesting that he's part Latvian and part Belorussian and two other parts from around the same area; chip in my Lithuanian-Polish background, and we have that area of Europe mostly covered.
Then I was startled when he drilled down on my divorce. He asked me if I was being abused, and I sputtered and said "No." He waited, and I said that the marriage was a mistake. At that point, he let it go, possibly because I don't have kids.
Somewhere in there, he said that I should go to church and meet people. In fact, he said that several times. Given what I wrote the other day, I was amused. (And I did say that yes, I would after I stop going to San Jose most weekends.)
Between the divorce thing and the church thing, I assumed that he was some flavor of Christian, possibly Catholic. (His Latvian side most likely is Catholic.)
What didn't occur to me until I started writing this is because he knows my background is Lithuanian-Polish, he's probably assuming that I'm Catholic (albeit a bad Catholic for getting divorced). It didn't occur to me to mention that my parents are the ex-Catholics, and I'm a non-starter (and happy to be that way). Hmmm.
There's some interesting confluence going on my life. I'm going to work with this guy for a while and see how it goes. I did like him despite his challenging me a little. (Maybe I liked him because he challenged me a little. I'd enjoy matching wits with him if he would respect my limits.)
I get a kick out of seeing him.
I saw my new therapist on Tuesday. He was full of surprises. When I told him that I first started having hallucinations at age 39 with no family history of them, he asked if I had had a complete medical workup to rule out other causes. I said "No." (I think that fell through the cracks when my original doctor left, and I was in no shape to insist.) The therapist said that he could arrange with my doctor to have tests done if I wanted.
When I told him about my saga about getting into work early, he said that I should get a note from my doctor requesting accommodation in terms of a later start time. Then he said that I should move back to San Jose and get a job with a later start time -;) (He's one of the Fresno-haters. So is my doctor.)
Then we took a very high-level walk through my life. He asked about the ethnicity of my last name; when I told him "Lithuanian," he said that he's part Latvian. It's interesting that he's part Latvian and part Belorussian and two other parts from around the same area; chip in my Lithuanian-Polish background, and we have that area of Europe mostly covered.
Then I was startled when he drilled down on my divorce. He asked me if I was being abused, and I sputtered and said "No." He waited, and I said that the marriage was a mistake. At that point, he let it go, possibly because I don't have kids.
Somewhere in there, he said that I should go to church and meet people. In fact, he said that several times. Given what I wrote the other day, I was amused. (And I did say that yes, I would after I stop going to San Jose most weekends.)
Between the divorce thing and the church thing, I assumed that he was some flavor of Christian, possibly Catholic. (His Latvian side most likely is Catholic.)
What didn't occur to me until I started writing this is because he knows my background is Lithuanian-Polish, he's probably assuming that I'm Catholic (albeit a bad Catholic for getting divorced). It didn't occur to me to mention that my parents are the ex-Catholics, and I'm a non-starter (and happy to be that way). Hmmm.
There's some interesting confluence going on my life. I'm going to work with this guy for a while and see how it goes. I did like him despite his challenging me a little. (Maybe I liked him because he challenged me a little. I'd enjoy matching wits with him if he would respect my limits.)
