Dr. T's backup, R, did a bit of EMDR with me today. The kind with buzzers you hold. I think it helped--childhood thing that I think is one of the root fears of Dr. T being away in an undisclosed location with no contact. I feel calmer, though that not sure if that's R, the EMDR, or a mix of both.

"Is it R or the EMDR?" sounds like the first line of a poem. Or a self-help book.