I met with Jill today (my psychiatric nurse), and I'm officially off the extra dose of the Risperdal. Now maybe my breasts will stop leaking so much and just get back to the regular amount of leaking. I swear I'm going to ruin my new bras. Today was also the last dose of my Prednisone. I'm so excited to be done with that stuff. It has caused me to be flying every which way but stable. Today was a day of major anxiety attacks on the steroids. I couldn't even get Matthew buckled into his car seat because it just felt like "too much" to do to take on the task. I know I should be working on my CBT online courses again, and I should look into the DBT online courses again. I need to get doing something to take care of myself, and online is about the only option that I have right now, because I don't have daycare.
I'm looking at taking a 2-hour community-education course toward writing my memoir. I'm also looking at joining a writer's group. I've called about the writer's group, and it's something I'm really excited about. I'm going to send in my registration for this memoir class. I figure 2 hours out of a Saturday isn't much to give for some guidance on how I can plan out this mess of a manuscript that I have going on right now. The only actually writing I have that I do on a weekly basis right now is my blogging and the writings that I do in my OA journal.
I suppose I'll log into my CBT course. And I think I'm going to text my OA sponsor. I need some strength today.
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