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Jun. 28th, 2014 07:27 amI have the best mum. She came over yesterday morning while I was at work to let the electrician in, and behold, I have LIGHT again! While she was here, she also re-organized my bedroom closet (with permission), picked up my meds from the pharmacy, and even left me a little bag of Purdy's And brought me back the Yes, Minister and Yes, Prime Minister books she borrowed a long time ago.
I have the worst psychiatrist, however. I brought him two weeks worth of sleep diary, which he inputted, and then he spent the rest of the session geeking out over the graphical representations of my sleep data. 25 minutes of geeking out! We didn't get around to discussing my mental health at all. But at least he confirmed that I'm definitely getting much less sleep than I should be. I knew that already, but it's nice to have an expert agree with me.
Young Miss Weaver is being plaintive, and driving me nuts. At least next week is a short week, because of Canada Day on Tuesday. Going for a pedicure today, and I think I'm going to ask for rainbow toes. Pride's coming up.
I have the worst psychiatrist, however. I brought him two weeks worth of sleep diary, which he inputted, and then he spent the rest of the session geeking out over the graphical representations of my sleep data. 25 minutes of geeking out! We didn't get around to discussing my mental health at all. But at least he confirmed that I'm definitely getting much less sleep than I should be. I knew that already, but it's nice to have an expert agree with me.
Young Miss Weaver is being plaintive, and driving me nuts. At least next week is a short week, because of Canada Day on Tuesday. Going for a pedicure today, and I think I'm going to ask for rainbow toes. Pride's coming up.
