I successfully navigated my way past the receptionists and triage nurses and got an appointment with my psych provider.
By what can ONLY be the grace of God, she had a cancellation today.
I feel… anxious and relieved.
I don’t know what she’ll do. I don’t know how she is gonna mess with my meds.
I DO know she’s on my side and wants to help.
I guess it’s worth a shot at this point.
I’m really proud of myself for getting that appointment. It’s not something I thought I could do by myself. That office is so tricky and the receptionists told me she was booked for a month.
I just need to figure out what I’m doing for the day now.
I am feeling restless and anxious.
I did just make plans for lunch, so there’s one thing.
Whew. I’ll get there I guess.
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