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Friday, February 29, 2008
Dreary
It’s 37 degrees outside and has been raining all day.
We’d planned to go see the Arianna Huffington talk tonight, but it’s so crudy I don’t want to leave the house.
I could hope that it clears up, but it looks like we’re going to have crappy whether when we drive to Parkersburg tomorrow to visit my brother & his wife.
Maybe I’ll go crawl into bed with a book and pull the covers over my head and just ignore the weather.
And speaking of being blue…
I had my last happy doctor appointment this week. The guy who I was seeing is graduating in June, and is moving onto another rotation, and we talked and decided that really I’ve been handling things well since November, but have been too nervous about things going on in my life to go without training wheels, so to speak.
But although I have been down, it’s really to be expected, considering the death and illness I have been surrounded by for the past several months. And I’m doing everything I’m supposed to, to deal with the stress.
Basically, I just have to work through what’s been happening in it’s own time. The meds are taking the edge off, and allowing me the peace of mind to deal with the stress, so I’m not going over the edge. I have all the tools I need to get through this, I just have to be patient and work through everything.
So if I’m a little more down than usual, I’m allowed to be. Because I know that I’m going to come out the other side okay.








March 1st, 2008 at 1:03 am
I hate going to the psychiatrist. I don’t mind a psychologist, although don’t see one regularly, but psychiatrists I’ve been to seem to regard patients as bug on a slide. If I could break down happiness, sleep patterns, motivation, libido, etc into a quantitative analysis they’d be ever so much happier.
I wish you some calm, uneventful, down time to process it all!
March 1st, 2008 at 10:49 am
Well, I was seeing a psychology internet (who was getting his PhD) and he was awesome. Now the psychologist I was seeing before I asked to see someone else I didn’t like at all.
How someone with a PhD can think it’s okay to pick his nose while working with a patient? Ew.