Today was a nice break from reality and perhaps just what the doctor ordered. Tom and I along with our Compeer friend Kris who we picked up from the P.C. went to a fundraiser held by 10 Lives Cat Club, called the “Furball.” We were joined by our friends Corky and Phyllis, and Zoe and Dennis. It involved food and auctions and prizes and crafts. And food. Kris, a delightful and joyous spirit but challenged intellectually and with dual mental health conditions that can cause delusions and self talk, also enjoyed the event and social opportunities it offered. As a short statured individual who also has medical challenges, she tends to gain weight easily and can get quite pudgy at times despite a largely psych. center diet. Probably due to bureaucracys’ emphasis on her weight throughout her life of hospitalizations, foster homes and institutions, Kris can be guarded and defensive about her eating and her weight. Although probably wrong of me to laugh, she never fails to crack me up when she occasionally feels the need to inform someone, anyone within earshot, that she has lost “900 pounds!” and then gets indignant if disbelieved or questioned. Even I don’t have that many pounds to lose! Though sometimes it feels like it!













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