… and I’m not done.
I went to my primary care this morning for a blood pressure check amongst other things and earned a new med.
I went to the post office.
I sat at the pharmacy for an hour waiting for a med I needed today.
I went to the lab and got those done, (also took nearly an hour).
I am now waiting for my therapist to come out and get me. I am bummed that I forgot her Christmas card because I probably won’t see her before Christmas again, and that stinks.
I’m sure this other therapist is perfectly fine, I’m just freaked out about it.
I am trying so hard.
I don’t know what to do with myself if I’m honest. It’s really difficult to manage all of these emotions.
I am just having a hard time.
I need to breathe.
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