Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Getting a bit fidgety now. Waiting for tomorrow morning. Waiting to see the doc. Not sure if I am looking forward to it, or if it is scaring me. What if he doesn't have any way to help me? What if there are no more meds I can take. I hate being out of control. No, thats wrong. I hate not being IN control. And depression takes that away from me.
In trying to distract ourselves, the re-decorating is moving ahead, slowly. Got a nice curtain pole today. Very cheap, but nice. Doesn't look cheap.