and i am quickly learning that when you cannot control one thing, and it is driving you batshit, you need to find something you can control. telling off the cats after a toy sneak attack was not the right way.
still nothing from R. out of my hands.
to be completely open, i'm putting off cleaning my room because i'm afraid once it is done i will have nothing to do, though part of me knows that is false. and the clean of the room is one thing i can control. see where this is heading?
my diet is going incredibly well. i'm shrinking in areas that surprise me, not the ones i would have shrink first. so that is interesting, little surprises in the mirror. like the first time on lamictal, i have no real desire to satiate negativeness with food. so that helps. a lot. i also have more of a desire to work out or go for walks and i know that is helping me in many ways.
the medication i've been denied is one i was supposed to wean myself off of anyway. so a few lightheaded days of withdrawl and i should be fine. if not, i'll be back in the office and i will be leaving with enough samples to cover their stupidity. we're still hoping they send doc's. i should check the website and see if it says anything. i do love our prescription company.
