I stole this from MattJ's blog
Real friends are those who, when you've made a fool of yourself, don't feel that you've done a permanent job.
--Erwin T. Randall
sandwich generation n. People who must care for both their children and their parents. Also: sandwiched generation.
Real friends are those who, when you've made a fool of yourself, don't feel that you've done a permanent job.
Alan Ball is the creator of “Six Feet Under”, and also wrote "American Beauty".
Cindy the therapist asked me last week if I was coming to a place of acceptance. She meant acceptance of the fact that I suffer from depression. The answer, quite frankly, is no.
I decided to try qi gong again since it helped me deal with stress while my mom was here. If nothing else, a little deep breathing and quiet movement can't hurt. My goal is to do 20 minutes per day, and I just did my first session with my "Spring Forest Qi Gong Level I" DVD. Another thing that my Mac is good for!
1. I am not invincible. Young people think that nothing can touch them, and I'm not as young as I used to be.
A few years ago my step-mom Susie gave me an Eleanor Roosevelt quote to think about.
I admitted to myself yesterday that I am depressed again. I assume that the decrease in drug is the problem, so I increased it myself today. Sleeplessness is preferable to the pain of depression. I'm not bothering to call my doctor until Monday, since I will just get the nurseline and they will tell me to increase the drug and call M.D. on Monday. Also left a message for my therapist, but don't expect to hear from her until Monday either.
Why do I think I need to get Microsoft Office? So I can use Word.
I've been tagged by Katy again. Even though I didn’t finish answering all of her questions from last time! I’m working on that,really.
While I was in Kentucky Ted suggested that I try writing more for myself. That was why I wanted to have Word on my mac, so that I could write more offline. The word processing programs that are built into this computer are not impressive, but I just found a free trial of iwork in my stack of discs. I installed it, and am now ready for another experiment. What if I take myself into a more private space and write whatever the hell I feel like? I intend to find out.
I got to have an audience with my psychiatrist yesterday. Actually it turns out I like her, mostly because she kept me waiting for 20 minutes. And I was 10 minutes late, so it sort worked out just right. Anyway, why do I like that my doctor was late getting to me? Because although she works for the HMO machine and seems to be just another cog in the mental health factory, she did what she needed to do to care for a patient. The woman who came out of the doctor's office before I went in was clearly in need of help, and despite the fact that HMO administration believes that all patients need 20 minutes or less with their clinician, Dr. Shrink gave the patient more. Obviously the needy patient's time with M.D. ate into my time, but I had already been planning to make this "med check" as fast as possible so that I could go pick up my kids. My doctor was very apologetic to me when I got into her office, but of course I told her it was no problem.
They picked up my computer at about 4:30 p.m. yesterday, and I just received this email:
A guy came and picked up my Mac yesterday, and it is on it's way to Memphis.