12,709 Days Alive
3 Rows Left on DW’s Blanket (still!)
1 Freshly Shaved Head
I’m off to read until bedtime, but a quick update here.
I don’t know if the new medication is strong enough but I’m not going to ask Peter to raise the dosage just yet when I have my psych appointment tomorrow. I also have therapy with Vickie tomorrow afternoon as well. I hate telehealth meetings, but I have to meet with her and can’t put it off.
I did a bunch of non-Camp NaNoWriMo writing today. A bunch, a bunch. Prepped templates for a few pending reviews and such.
I also finished reading a short story today. Mr. Darcy’s Passion was the name; it was a short smutty robot through a terribly out of character Lizzie and Fitzwilliam. But at least I can say I have the author a shot. I’m reading The Fairy Godmother by Mercedes Lackey right now, too. And I absolutely love it.
Mentally, I’m a train wreck that needs a hug. But I pulled myself out of bed this morning and did pretty well at work today, so that’s something.
I’m gonna go read until my headache goes away.
Take your meds, folks.
Hugs from a social distance.
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