Medicated depression, day #39
Today I was at the psychiatrist for some therapy, good talks and some new angles on things, new appointment scheduled in a few weeks.
Brought a bag of stuff this morning, as we're going to have some after-work activities such as Arduino-hacking, where we had 3 Arduino boards (the standard variant) and I brought 5 extra with bluetooth/wifi variants (Wemos D1's) .. I'm in the group who arranges the evening, others have ordered pizza hut and I'm holding the initial session and Q+A during the event.
I intend to leave my bag of goodies at the office and let my colleagues play with the boards, also added LEDs in different assortments and variants, 7-segment displays, LED matrix display and a few sensors.
Had a few meetings about how to up- and level a customers environments as they have zero-none in place, I need to know how and when things are going to be in place as I build stuff that utilizes these infrastructure pieces and rely on them for communication and such.
Psych asked about my relationship with my mom, described my mom as what kind of upbringing she got and how it affected her when she started a family herself; we might have not heard "I love you" as much but we felt it through everything she did for and to us along the way. I told her I was sad for my moms current condition, cancer, that it takes a toll on her and that she has shrunk quite a bit, previously my mom was short and chubby, now she is 1/3 of what she used to be, lost heaps of weight. Psych said I should embrace my sadness and sorrow, to let it out and not bottle it up, to take care of the moments I have left with my mom.