Anxious anxious anxious anxious
why why why why why why
Pdoc changed Lamictal yesterday, adding 50mg in the morning as we said a prayer that my memory wouldn’t be affected.
Hubby’s birthday is today. Every ounce of everything I have at my disposal is being put towards trying to be cool till he leaves for work. Look at me, I’m happy, calm, cool and collected.
Of course, inside I really just want to throw up.
He went to take a nap, thank God, so I could run to CVS and pick up my klonopin. I took the last one yesterday and they wouldn’t refill it till today. I know they are just following whatever rules they have to follow, but fuck. I needed this the second I woke up.
Which…waking up stressed? Ridiculous.
More later when I feel a little more together….if I feel a little more together.