Posted by Ilene on June 9, 2004, at 21:24:34
In reply to Dear Diary June 8, posted by Ilene on June 8, 2004, at 22:00:53
I always procrastinate writing my little diary entries. It's gotten to be *work*, but they are interesting to read later.
Woke up at a more-or-less reasonable time and took my meds right away, then dozed off, read for an hour, so my Cytomel would have a nice empty stomach in which to dissolve. I think it makes a difference.
I took $100 in rolled coins to the bank. I hate rolled coins, except for quarters. (These were my husband's.) They are a pain in the butt and usually just sit around. And no, I did not deposit them in my private account so I indulge my taste for fine chocolates; I deposited them in the account that goes for the gas bill, the car insurance, and the mortgage.
I went to see my pdoc. I talked her into letting me go up to 3.75 mg. Zyprexa because 2.5 mg isn't doing anything. She does fret. She went on about blood lipids and diabetes and reminded me to get my thyroid checked. Like I actually care.
Now *I'm* fretting about getting psychiatric and regular medical care in California. I'll probably go to the mood disorders clinic at Major Medical School. You get to see a resident--oh joy, a baby doctor treating a patient on an MAOI most people don't know about, an AP, a benzo, T3, and Neurontin; and a mineralocorticoid for a disease most docs have never heard of. However, it costs almost nothing, and they have a DBT group.
I'm fretting even more about finding an internist who knows about chronic fatigue syndrome. I'm afraid they are either as passive as my previous internist, or fans of alternative medicine. Alternative medicine scares me.
My own little 17-yr cicada called me from the gardens where she went with her BF. She wanted me to pick her up. I could hear a honking in the background, which I took to be a Canada goose. (This place has expanses of lawn that attact them.) Turned out to be a *frog*. I've never heard a frog that loud in the daytime.
BF stayed for dinner, then his grandfather came and whisked him off to his tennis match. Grandfather and English seem to be only distant acquaintances.
It's my wedding anniversary today. I've been married for 19 years. It can't *possibly* be that long.