I also forgot to mention that I had a moment earlier when I had to take my son to get a haircut. Because I am such an isolated person and I do everything alone, I have no experience in a lot of areas. That becomes most evident a lot of times when I am raising my son. He is growing his hair and I do not know a lot about haircuts. So, I wasn't really sure about what to get him. All I know is that I wanted him to look sharp for his pictures tomorrow. So, I decided on something and told the barber I was going to run to the ATM to get cash.
By the time I came back his hair was finished and I could barely recognize my son. He looked like a teenager. My eyes watered a bit but I pulled myself together. My baby is growing up. I couldn't stop staring at him and telling him how handsome he was. I gave the barber a generous tip for his cut. He always works with me and helps me to figure out what to do with my son's hair.
I guess feeling my way through things on my own is sometimes more rewarding because I didn't have any help.
No treatment today.