Off my meds = on to a psych ward

So, since I have no psycho-iatrist, I have no meds. Since I have no meds, I am one heartbeat away from being committed to the psycho ward/looney bin/crazy tank. My emotions are all over the range. Sad, content, committed, depressed, excited, hopeless, frantic, ect… I am fighting with D. day and night. Not just verbal […]

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OUCH! goes the weasel and OFF go the blinders

OMG! So today I had to go to the Dr’s office to get the final of three epidurals for my degenerative disc. Though they typically give me I.V. sedation for it, today they couldn’t find a vein that would work. Said my veins were too small and not hydrated enough. So my smart-ass husband looks […]

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Checking in…checking out

I’m exhausted. It’s been a tumultuous weekend and I feel so dirty and unclean. Music is my salvation and is soothing and calming my soul as I type. Though I have a lot to say, I am going to catch up with other blogs and post comments. I’ll fill everybody in at a later point. […]

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My Crummy Valentine

I always spoil things good. It’s Valentines Day. It is supposed to be a day dedicated to love, Cupid, chocolate, and all things immoral. It’s true origin begs to differ. No bother. For me, it is the half year anniversary D. and I always celebrate. Our real anniversary is August 14, but we always celebrate […]

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Death by Self, Death by Sugar, Death by Men, Death by Tradition

I think I’m dying. It’s a familiar feeling, one I’ve danced with most of my life. More often I wanted to die than not; now, I don’t know what I want. My psycho-iatrist fired me. Said I belonged in-patient, needed to be locked up, and since I left the outpatient program AMA he wouldn’t treat […]

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