This afternoon I'm going to see my psychiatrist for the first time in about 3 or 4 months time. When we made the appointment back then, it was basically just for a check up and to see how I would be doing on my mediaction. A few thing have happened since then, one of them being my sister Marianne's death and the other one being the fact that I've changed a lot for the better. I don't know if he is going to notice the latter that much because I don't know how I come acrosss in a relatively short conversation. It's not like I'm suddenly a force of nature to be reckoned with.
I haven't seen my therapist in an equal amount of time and am not planning on seeing her either, being completely done with her. I never did feel that she was much of a help to me and, as a matter of fact, always felt worse after I saw her. I now very much question the role of all these so called "therapists" in my life and their usefulness and I would not necessarily recommend for people to go to them.
I think you may as well talk to any sensible and sober minded person in your environment and discuss your probelms with them and possibly solve them much quicker. Being honest with yourself and having a bit of self knowledge helps you on your way too. If you don't have those things, going to a therapist won't do you much good either.
I am having a very good cup of black coffee after having a tall glass of Spa Lemon Cactus to quench my enormous thirst. Surprisingly,. it agrees well with me but then I've noticed that anything with lemon in it does and the tea with lemon that I drink every afternoon is very soothing also. I drink two big tea glasses full of it. Black coffee also settles in my stomach well, all things considered.
This morning, when I go grovery shopping, I'm going to buy orange juice because I did end up drinking the mandarin juice and it is a great thirst quencher and really terrific when you need a low sugar pick me up. I am going yo try to ignore the fact that the orange juice may possibly cause me problems and will drink it anyway and think of all the pulp in it and the vitamin C.
Tyke and I ate the other moat of salmon yesterday and I was very expert at avoiding what bones were in it. I knew where to expect them anyway and got them all out instead of chomping down on them. I sure as heck don't want Tyke to get a bone stuck in his throat.
I'm falling asleep be hind the computer so I'll have to go back to bed for a while.