My hormones are all outta whack. Thank goodness for my entire family, the people I work with, the people I go to church with, pretty much anyone who comes in contact with me, I have an appointment on Monday with my "girl doctor" for my post-op appointment, annual exam and bio-identical hormone placement. I'm hoping, hoping, hoping that getting my hormones back in order will help with this depression I've been feeling of late. The Zoloft just isn't doing the job.
On the bright side, Richard is feeling better (better pain meds and some steroids have made a big difference) so he's able to take care of everyone today. At least I managed to shower. I left once to pick up James from a party. I threw some laundry in the washer, but haven't done anything else with them.
I hate it when I get this way. I was feeling so good for a good long time. I'm hoping it's the rain, the hormones, the...oh who knows. Maybe I'm just getting old. Maybe it's just something I'm going to have to deal with. For today, I'm hiding in my cave. Watching TV. Playing Facebook games. And Richard is taking care of me. I'll get back on the horse tomorrow. I'll at least make an effort tomorrow. ;-)
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