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What's up with that?
Seriously how cool is this?? I'm debating myself. I am supposed to venture to the doctor on Wednesday and Baby M goes for her Pediatric Dentist Post-Op on Thursday. Let the snow come if the roads are drivable by then. Okay Mother Nature?
I'm in a funk. I'm in an anxiety/depression funk. I'm restless, unable to sit down. I'm unable to sleep. My mind will not shut up. I don't want to leave the house. I am unable to leave the house emotionally. I think about death and dying. I don't want to die. It depresses me more when I think about it.
Yes, I know I am totally screwed up. Like everyone else I might add. :)
I tried to get dressed today with hopes of collecting the kids from school and then grocery shopping. I just couldn't do it. I confessed to Superdad my feelings and then put my pj's back on. He left work to get the kids, brought them home and went back to work. When he gets off work he will grocery shop for me.
He's is such a great guy. I'm glad he is able to "take" care of me on my bad emotional days. Anxiety and depression are a private torture so to speak. Either I need a new medication because I'm used to mine or maybe it's my physical trouble since like December. I've even thought it could be like a weather depression. I'm grasping at straws. If I don't feel better soon I will call my doc. Since I procrastinate on those things it may be next week.
Okay, that's all I got. See you later alligator!