Well, my doctor figured it’d be a great idea for an introvert with anxiety to be set up for a phone appointment with a psychiatrist as you may know. After a lengthy letter to my doctor telling him that I would not be attending that appointment, he has now scheduled the psych visit as an “in-person” visit.
I know, I know…. It seems weird to be more comfortable with an in-person visit that with a phone appointment…call me crazy… I think my doctor is. I can’t explain it but ever since I found out it was to be a phone visit, my anxiety shot to a 10… Now that it’s been turned to an in-person visit, I’m back to about a six. Hopefully I can keep it there for another week till my appointment!
In other news, my med changes have given me have a touch of narcolepsy it seems. I can be wide awake one second and fall asleep for 5 seconds at the drop of a hat. I wonder if anyone else has experienced that with Buspar….or maybe it’s the transition off of Wellbutrin back to Prozac… I don’t know anymore. Maybe I’m just fucking tired!
Anyways, family life seems to be at a low point still as far as being a husband goes. Being a father is a roll I still feel somewhat in control of and happy in for now. I’m hoping better things are to come as the Prozac starts to take hold again but I don’t see it as the solution to the problem whatsoever… Just a bandaid to get me back to a net zero.
Well, I’m out for tonight. The debate was about more than this guy can take so I’m off to watch a little Carol Burnett Show or Dukes of Hazzard or Cheers or Welce Back Kotter or something to take me back to a better time in life. Good night everyone, or anyone, or no one, or whoever may be reading this if anyone at all. Here’s to wishing you and me better days ahead!
Scatterbrained Dad 