I’m sitting at my desk on this Monday morning, facing the
new week with trepidation, anxiety and a bit of – REALLY WHAT THE F!?
I made the good/ bad decision to accept two dates this
week. One is definite the other a bit more, loosey goosey. Neither of these
guys is ‘relationship’ material however I think I deserve a free beverage and a
bit of not so innocent flirting after the crap last week tossed me. Good idea? Not too sure. Hopefully I can summon
all my acting skills to restrain the rush of emotional crazy long enough to get
through a few hours of devil make care happy attitude while my insides rot secretly
deep down below.
Update on the Head Shrinker: I connected with the
physician that was recommended by Dr. Pico and I have an appointment with her
Thursday. We are going to see if we are a good fit then take it from there.
Other health notes – last week I got a new tooth (fancy),
saw an allergist who confirmed my Oral Allergy Syndrome and proclaimed, “Wow
you are in excellent condition” after timing my pulse/ blood pressure and
testing my blood oxygen levels / lung capacity
, got a blood test (didn’t faint), and found out that my updated higher dosage of
Synthroid is finally working. I know I shouldn’t self-diagnose BUT I think that
the ever increasing amount of Synthroid (synthetic hormone taken to replace the
hormone my thyroid doesn’t produce) is screwing up my mood. Since the thyroid
regulates mood and I have never struggled with emotional issues before taking Synthroid
AND my dosage keeps increasing as my body fights the influx…. Hmmmm I’m just
saying.
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