Look! Over There!

Tomorrow, or Monday, whenever you are reading this, I have a follow-up in Birmingham. 

Yeah - major woot off.

I’m being tag-teamed by my psychiatrist and my therapist in what is sure to be a Smack Down on my serotonin levels, panic attacks and cry fests. Yay.

So the first month of Wellbutrin/Klonopin combo went… um. Well, let’s all just be glad it went. I cried. A lot. Lots and lots of crying. Not the moody crying like you do before your cycle (or Man Period for my few male readers) or during pregnancy, but the kind I’d rather not describe.

And suddenly this blog post feels awkward.

Distraction!

From 2010-06-07

From 2010-06-07

From 2010-06-07

From 2010-06-07

From 2010-06-07

From 2010-06-07

From 2010-06-07

From 2010-06-07

From 2010-06-07

This all makes the quote on my new business cards more fitting:

Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.  - E.L. Doctorow

Comments

[Bonnie]

Much luck!