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The postal strike ended because the evil corporate management gave up! We got a backlog of two weeks' mail and three packages to pick up yesterday including the cat food (we now have twice as much as I usually buy at once so it's in a huge stack on the floor) and replacement conditioner and shampoo before we ran out. Also this means we will be able to send presents to the niblings/BIL&SIL in Seinäjoki after all so now I have to order them.
Wax managed to dig through a thick layer of protracted Attack of Acute Anxiety (as differentiated from anxiety attack) of the type where the only sign on the outside is that she's become monosyllabic in order to inform me that it's unfortunate both of us have trouble with executive functions because we are mostly unable to compensate for each others' lacks, which is how I found out she has had three things that she meant to get done all week of her sick leave and they've been looming over her, making her anxious, such that she could have used someone brisk and efficient to nudge her into doing them. I didn't know about them at all so I had no chance to do this, although in her defense, as well as having my own issues with executive function I'm particularly bad at nudging people into doing things. Especially right now, with Wax, because it seems like any attempt to nudge her related to this estate stuff backfires because it tends to remind her of something scary she wasn't thinking of at that moment and cause an anxiety attack, with the result that she's too upset to even answer simple questions. When I don't nudge her, she does still have these invisible or semi-visible panic attacks of various kinds, but at least she is able to eventually self-manage enough to pass some information on to me, whereas I worry that if I ask her what's going on too much I'll end up plunging her into panic the entire time she's home and making it impossible for her to tell me anything, let alone do anything about it. And as she pointed out, most of this is her personal legal responsibility to the extent that I can't do any of it for her.
This is the theoretical end of her week of sick leave but, in my estimation, she is still Sick, and the doctor told her on the phone just now that if she's having panic symptoms at the thought of going to work on Sunday to call them and they'll extend it some, so. It's probably safe to predict that that will happen. Wax posited that she does have to go back at some point anyway, but I advocated the view that that should be a point where she doesn't feel like something is physically squeezing around her throat.
Wax managed to dig through a thick layer of protracted Attack of Acute Anxiety (as differentiated from anxiety attack) of the type where the only sign on the outside is that she's become monosyllabic in order to inform me that it's unfortunate both of us have trouble with executive functions because we are mostly unable to compensate for each others' lacks, which is how I found out she has had three things that she meant to get done all week of her sick leave and they've been looming over her, making her anxious, such that she could have used someone brisk and efficient to nudge her into doing them. I didn't know about them at all so I had no chance to do this, although in her defense, as well as having my own issues with executive function I'm particularly bad at nudging people into doing things. Especially right now, with Wax, because it seems like any attempt to nudge her related to this estate stuff backfires because it tends to remind her of something scary she wasn't thinking of at that moment and cause an anxiety attack, with the result that she's too upset to even answer simple questions. When I don't nudge her, she does still have these invisible or semi-visible panic attacks of various kinds, but at least she is able to eventually self-manage enough to pass some information on to me, whereas I worry that if I ask her what's going on too much I'll end up plunging her into panic the entire time she's home and making it impossible for her to tell me anything, let alone do anything about it. And as she pointed out, most of this is her personal legal responsibility to the extent that I can't do any of it for her.
This is the theoretical end of her week of sick leave but, in my estimation, she is still Sick, and the doctor told her on the phone just now that if she's having panic symptoms at the thought of going to work on Sunday to call them and they'll extend it some, so. It's probably safe to predict that that will happen. Wax posited that she does have to go back at some point anyway, but I advocated the view that that should be a point where she doesn't feel like something is physically squeezing around her throat.
