Monday 13th March 2017

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This is a photo of some slippers that I want to buy.  I have never owned a pair of slippers or a bathrobe.  For me, getting out of bed and schlepping around in a bathrobe and slippers is not appealing at all.  It just seems that if I had those two items I would most likely spend all day in them.

I especially like the white slippers but imagine that they would get dirty very easily.

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When I was about 39 years old my doctor sent me to a psychiatrist as I had to change my anti depressant medication and the doctor was the sort who preferred a psych to assess a patient before making any medication changes.

I had never been to a pysch before. I am not the sort who can open up easily and I was very resistant to it. But I went. We did not hit it off at all. He was rigid and I was in denial I suppose. After a number of intensely uncomfortable visits I decided not to go. I was not ready for anything like this.

After the first three visits he said to me that he believed I was bipolar and he wanted me to not take anti depressants, he wanted me to go on Lithium. I said he was wrong and there was no way I was going on that, ever. He brought it up a few more times and then I stopped going. I ended up changing GP’s and got a script for Lexapro which did me well enough until I came off all medication in 2005.

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