The idea of her sitting there with me. . .next to me. . .I don't know . . .it makes my tum do flips. She is very "affectionate" and that has actually been a blessing to me up to this point. She taught me to touch and hug again - but that same knowledge scares the h e double hockey sticks out of me now. I know how she responds to my pain. ..she wants to reach out, to touch me and soothe me. I don't know if I could share these things AND deal with physical contact at the same time. Hence. . .my diliema.