12,871 Days Alive
100 MG of Hydroxyzine Taken
1 Upped Medication
I had my psych doctor appointment today. My depression is still really bad and I’m maxed out on Lexapro, so we’re going up my Wellbutrin and see if that helps.
Continue reading “Of Medicine and Meowing”
12,869 Days Alive
390 Day Streak on Duolingo
9 More Rows on Sparrow‘s Seaside Blanket
1 Project Drafting
NaNoWriMo 2020 is quickly approaching! It’s already the almost the end of September. Actually, now that I think about it, it’s Mabon! Officially fall!
Continue reading “Of Mabon, Mochi, and Murder (She Wrote)”
12,808 Days Alive
Today, my pain levels are at a solid seven. I’m trying to power through but I am utterly exhausted and can’t wait for the weekend.
Continue reading “Seven out of Ten”
12,779 Days Alive
622nd Blog Post
1 New Recipe to Share
I got to sleep in a bit today before going to see Chelé. The day was restful and amazing. We both broke quarantine today, though I drove up to see her at her place.
Continue reading “Simply Lovely Saturday”
12,724 Days Alive
Had therapy with Vickie and my appointment with Peter today. I’m absolutely glad the week is half over now. I’m so emotionally exhausted that I’m physically exhausted as well.
Continue reading “Like a Line from Bon Jovi”
12,722 Days Alive
Not a lot to say today. Today was slammed at work, but I met all of my workload goals.
Continue reading “Productive Monday”
12,710 Days Alive
200+ Envelopes Stuff and Stamped
3 Rows Left on DW’s Blanket (Still!)
1 Tired Me
I pulled an eleven hour day at work today. And that was with a therapy appointment while I was still working, too.
Continue reading “What a Wednesday”
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.
Continue reading “It is Tuesday, Right?”
12,698 Days Alive
1 Doctor’s Appointment and New Medication
Welp, I’m up to three medications for my depression and Bipolar Disorder. I kinda hate it, kinda hope it works out?
Continue reading “Medication and Doctors”
12,684 Days Alive
Today was a rough day. A friend is hurt, another sick. Drama llamas are running rampant in my life. And my therapist cancelled on me twenty four minutes before my appointment was scheduled to start.
Screw today. I am going to bed.
12,683 Days Alive
Today was one of those days where I had to sneak off to the bathroom to cry.
Continue reading “Crochet and a Cat!”
12,682 Days Alive
Maybe it’s because everything is spiraling out of control? Maybe I’m just in a downswing. Either way, today is an uphill battle to maintain functionality.
Continue reading “Massively Melancholy”
12,670 Days Alive
1 Day of Therapy
I had therapy today for the first time in years.
Continue reading “Therapy Day 1”