I still haven't been to the pharmacy to fill my prescrips yet - I know, bad me. I'm doing it first thing tomorrow morning.
It's been kind of a quiet Saturday around here, which is what I need after the week I've had, but for some reason I feel... I guess apprehensive is a good word. Like something's waiting for me just around the corner, and it's not going to be a good thing. I'm probably just imagining things, as I'm wont to do. But I sure wish that I could be positive, or at least start trying to be. It's unfortunately in my nature to look at the bad side of things.
My digital camera broke, so that's definitely a negative for today. I don't know what happened to it - I turn it on and the screen just goes black, then grey, black then grey, black then grey, over and over. I'm pissed off - I bought that camera only a couple of years ago and while it wasn't that expensive, it also wasn't used that much. I guess it's a situation of "you get what you pay for". Next time I'm going to spend the money and get a decent one that won't break down after a year or two. I expected better from a Sony product, I can say that much. (Next time it's a Nikon or nothing, heh.)
I found a website the other night that shows me, step by step, how to make a pillowcase - you know, one of those beginner sewing projects. I think I'm going to try it and see if this sewing machine that's been sitting here since October is going to get some use or not. I love the idea of sewing and making my own clothes, but I'm painfully aware that I don't know how to do that - yet. I haven't had much time to learn the basics, but I'm going to make some time. I want to learn how to do at least one new thing this year. Maybe I should join "43 Things", keep track of my goals. Hmmm.
Hah, there you are, that's a new thing right there. :D
All is good in the world right now, I guess I'm just bored and fitful, which spells trouble for me, usually.
Hey, now I remember what I was going to talk about - how'd it go at the doctor's! Sheesh, my mind is full of fuzz tonight...
Basically I've been taken off of the Paxil. THANK CHRIST. I start Wellbutrin and the buspirone stays. We'll see what happens, but I go back to see the psych in a month. I have another therapy appointment in 2 weeks. I like my therapist, I think, I felt comfortable in there. But then I didn't break down crying yet, either, so we'll see.
That's it, that's what I came back to say. Phhbbt. :)
1 comment:
Finding the right meds is key. And if you think the worst thing that psych has seen is someone in genuine need breaking down crying, think again. You are the kind of patient they go to school to help - people that need it, and want to get through the tough stuff.
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