Category: mental health

There and back again…

Sara

This is what $90 looks like. It doesn’t amount to much. The SEVEN blue pills were $45 alone. The other 30 pills were another $45. Because they are a name brand prescription. Federated Insurance is FABULOUSLY CRAPTASTIC insurance. Remind me that $90 is better than $290.18. Because that’s what I would have paid WITHOUT the insurance. Being crazy is expensive. This one? Is Strattera. “But wait a minute…” You might be saying… “Didn’t we already… Keep reading…There and back again…

The past knows what you did…

Sara

After being diagnosed with ADHD, so many things from my past made so much more sense. Off hand, I can’t really pinpoint specific instances, but a lot of things just make sense to me that I never understood about myself. Why I handled things the way I did in school and at work. Why I struggled with certain aspects of my daily life that never made any sense in my head. That diagnosis brought me… Keep reading…The past knows what you did…

No promises, no demands…

Sara

I was supposed to go back to the psychiatrist tomorrow (today?) for my med-check on the Ritalin experiment. But I got a voicemail from Dr. Meyers’ office today saying that they’d had a death in the family and all of their appointments for Friday, July 30th were being moved to Wednesday, August 4th. That’s unfortunate. In more ways than one. It just prolongs my frustration with the failure of the Ritalin. I quit taking it… Keep reading…No promises, no demands…

You know you want to hire me…

Sara

I have been put in charge of planning baby shower games. This is a disaster waiting to happen. A.) I am so not a party planner. I just got done “planning” my wedding reception. The plan? “Here’s FOOD. EAT IT.” B.) My idea of a good time is being holed-up in my cave with Bob playing video games and being snarky about stupid people. C.) I don’t even know the people who will be attending… Keep reading…You know you want to hire me…

Standing stretching every nerve…

Sara

I’ve been extremely sensitive to cigarette smoke for more than half my life. It gives me a headache within minutes. It aggravates my sinuses and makes them swell. It makes my lungs seize. It makes me cough like I’m going to expel my lungs clear out of my chest. That same coughing yanks at my gag reflex and stomach in ways I don’t care to discuss. It’s not fun. I avoid it at all costs… Keep reading…Standing stretching every nerve…

There’s another round for you…

Sara

I’ve been trying to compose a recap of Saturday’s festivities, but it’s just not coming together the way I want it to. I’ll have to spend some time figuring that one out, I guess. I think it took me almost a full week to put together a summary of our wedding ceremony weekend, I suppose I shouldn’t be too concerned that words fail me on the reception as well at this point. If we get… Keep reading…There’s another round for you…