Spanglemonkey

Low and lower

Been through the wringer. I despaired, and called pdoc, and he upped my zoloft to 100 mg, and I seem to be a bit better. I'm really having trouble with depression.

My dad and I are going out driving this morning to see if I can drive all right, which means, if I can, that he will be leaving. The prospect makes me sad. It's time to get back to real life, though.

Better

Feeling a bit more myself today. I think the med change is taking effect, and also I didn't take an oxy to sleep last night. I woke up feeling less drugged and more alert. I hope I can sustain this non-depressed self for the day. Yay!

Also one of the positions I applied for asked for my resume and cover letter, so I'm kind of excited at the possibilities. It's a contract position, though, so it's less of a sure thing. But it offers benefits. So that's a good thing.

Sad

I feel like I've fallen down a big hole. My identity is disappearing and I'm not sure where it went. And on top of that my father and I went to see the Iron Lady and it was such a sad movie! OMG.

So I'm just feeling melancholy.

A Hole

Just had a nap like I fell down a hole. I get tired really easily and this morning I had two appointments, one at the physical therapist and one with my pdoc, whom I like very much. He upped everything that will make me feel better, so I'm optimistic that I'll be out of my current funk pretty soon.

I've been pretty bummed, truth be told. It was hard to come off all my medication and then get my knee replaced and go through withdrawal on top of pain like I haven't felt before, in the hospital.