Slam!

Apparently it is ludicrously difficult to find a psychiatrist in Kitsap County that takes my insurance, is accepting new patients, and doesn't require you to be involuntarily commited. I sent my doctor's CMA a message telling her that I was running out of ideas, but there is one more trick in my hat, otherwise I am going to have to try to come up with a ludicrous amount of money to see the psychiatrist I have already talked to that requires way more money than I have.

I started crying out of frustration today. I'm Just trying to feel better, and every door I try is getting slammed in my face. I have called way more people than I would like to talk to today..

I did go to physical therapy and he highly approves of the specialist I am being sent to, he did my ultrasound treatment, massage with a tiny bit of traction and taped me up.

I currently have two pugs using my leg as a pillow.

I have appointments on Monday and Wednesday of next week, and at least Tuesday and Wednesday the week after, although I will most likely have one on Monday as well.

I'm basically not working right now which has sent my stress levels flying through the roof, because I am worried about paying bills, but I have some hope that I'll get back to work soon.

My beloved took me out to lunch after physical therapy, which was an extra nice treat because we also went to dinner last night. For the record, the sausage stuffed rigatoni from Olive Garden is incredibly rich, and while it was pretty good, I won't order it again. After dinner, he came back to the house and played with the dogs for a while in an attempt to tire them out before bed. It was helpful. They have been sleeping with me and if they have too much energy, one of them gets crazy rambunctious, and I end up getting not much sleep. They are cute though.

I have a new favorite candy. I know, I shouldn't be eating candy, but realistically we all know I am not giving it up for good. I love the Airheads extreme bites in rainbow berry. Currently the only place I can find them are gas stations and rite-aid. They are yummy! I just can't have them every day.

My friend is heading home from work and we might be going out for dinner, we have steaks in the fridge to cook, but neither of us have felt like cooking. I did cook on Monday evening for our "family Easter dinner" and she heated us up some pot pies on Sunday. We had grand plans to cook every night we were house sitting, but depression sucks the juice out of you, and it is something we both struggle with.

Hopefully we can get me sorted quickly. We are trying a temporary med increase until we can get me in with a psychiatrist in hopes that it will reduce the intensity of nothing else.