March 4th When I reread my last …
March 4th When I reread my last journal entry I was struck by how hopeless and frustrated I felt. What a difference a …
Well, it seems the increased dosage of Cymbalta is helping with my depression and anxiety some. I have an appointment now to see a psychologist, but it's a month away. I got a prescription for Percocet today - I have taken two so far and am not feeling too much better pain wise. At least my mood is better.
I'm in the process of trying to get a new car - only problem is I don't make enough money to qualify for a car loan. Is frustrating, as I've been paying $300 a month on my current auto loan, and just want something with a lower interest rate and payment now that my credit score has improved. You'd think that since they see that I've been paying this much, that I could handle a lower payment...but nooooo. Irritating. Hopefully hubby will be working soon. My gran says that immigration has cashed the checks that she wrote to pay for his immigration fees, so that has to be a good sign.
I'm thinking about getting a dog. I think it would help me immensely. I've been looking at the Humane Society's website, and there are so many sweet dogs out there! It would really help me with the brain fog, and it would force me to get out there and excercise. Hubby likes the idea of the dog, but we already have 4 cats, so he says no on the idea for now. How to convince him of how much it would benefit me?
Think that's all that's really gone on this week. Other than working on this counted cross stitch of an angel for my mother. I'm really regretting that I decided to do that for her Mother's Day present. I got a lousy box of chocolates (when I told her I've been trying to watch what I eat) and a really cheapy bath set. I don't care what a person spends on a gift, but it's the thought put into it. She had been at the craft store the same day she bought my gift....hello - I love crafts! Just grrr, sometimes feels like my mom doesn't know me at all. She certainly doesn't understand me. Is very sad. My grandma gets her hip replacement surgery in a month, I'm truly hoping I will be well enough to help her out. That woman does so much for everybody else, and never stops to think of herself. I am so thankful for her, she was part of what made me somewhat normal. That and my "adopted" family. I now hang out with my sisters every wednesday night, and it has been so good for me! It's been so long since I've spent any time with friends, especially ones that mean so much.
Think that's it for tonight....it's sooo damn hot here! And my hubby doesn't want to hook up the AC...think I'm going to kill him! LOL *hugs* to you all!
March 4th When I reread my last journal entry I was struck by how hopeless and frustrated I felt. What a difference a …
Sigh.. the incompetency never ends.. So apperantly the stbx effed up the paperwork when she got her new car loan, and …
vet ok'd louie and gave him a leukemia shot during which he squirmed and cried so much she had to take him in the …