A Bad Day

It's Saturday after my first two days in therapy. It was a bad day; My wife and I help out at our church by volunteering to set out juice, coffee and cookies after Mass and this was our day to do it. I felt very stressed out after not only my first days at therapy but also the stress of anticipating the event all these past weeks. I just fell apart and couldn't bring myself to go out today so I stayed home while my wife took care of the church stuff. I didn't expect to feel this way so soon, but I really think that it was mostly a result of the build-up of stress over the last month or so waiting to begin the therapy process. I hope that I'll be ok to begin my first full week of it. I'll let you know, I guess.