I feel so tired tonight. Not physically tired, not even mentally tired really...just tired of the same old slog every day and no Kev to talk to, no big bear hug and no jokes to cheer me up. If I found out that I, too, had a terminal illness, I think I would say, thank god, now I can go and be with Kev.
I'm now on 60mgs Prozac a day and I'm thinking I need some more. The meds don't work, so now I am going to get some more help and a review of my case. About time! I wonder just how long I'll have to wait for this appointment? I've been waiting over 6 months for a clinic appt. for my Carpal Tunnel Syndrome and about two months for my metatarsal footy thingummy.