So at least I answered the phone. Good on me. I was almost 95% positive it would be D (stalker!!) but anyway - sometimes feels like I'm talking to mum's friend F, you know going around and around in circles. they asked how I was - not sure that's happened before..said they thought I sounded really good. Only because 1. I was very proud of myself for answering the phone, and 2. there was nothing on telly, and B wasn't home so it didn't matter. However, even not really encouraging the convo, it was still 55 minutes and 39 secs not really covering much, except same sort of issues. Hard work, but means maybe weekend won't happen...YAY!
Saw psych. this morning, the recept. hadn't put me in the diary but fortunately that appt had cancelled as I had organised for mum and dad to take H and S to various care centres around the city!! I would have been so pissed off if they hadn't been able to fit me in! But felt like a "wasted" session - not sure where we are going or what's happening.. maybe because she wasn't ready for me? not sure. Anyway she has referred me to a psycht. to check meds etc. and make sure I'm ok, see if we can't even it out a bit, and also check the Bipolar II diagnosis. Blah blah blah blah. So there it is. Tired but should do stuff. Don't even know why I bother saying that, I know I won't do any of it. don't want to, don't feel like it - DAMN! wish I had some chocolate - but even I can't eat the B&G Choc drops which are so salty they taste 'orrible.
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