I wish I could say that things are back to normal, but I'm at least trying, and the most normal thing I can do is stitch. Last time I left off here:
I FINALLY got Cindy finished, almost got Rapunzel's hair done, and I'm about to start on the massive undertaking of Alice's hair:
I still can't put this project down yet, I'm not sure why, so I'm just gonna roll with my gut because I don't have the energy to fight myself or anything else right now.
I still have no clue how I'm going to handle the therapy/psych issue, my mind avoids it like the plague. I still have to make it through going to my pulmonologist on Wednesday that just happens to be in the same building (but at least on a different floor) as the behavioral health clinic. I'm terrified to death to step foot in the building, no matter the floor.
I am so far behind on reading y'all's blogs and emails and I am SOOOO sorry! I promise I will try to get caught up this week if I can. You guys have been so supportive of me, it's beyond time I return the favor. Again, maybe if I keep doing "normal" everyday things, I can get myself back to normal again, or so my theory goes.
My Sister's off to Disney World next week without me. She's offered a million times, but I just can't do it, not even for Disney. Besides, I've been to Disney terrified of my own shadow before and I'm a thousand times worse than that now. I don't need a bad Disney trip on top of everything else. So home I stay locked in my own little Happy Place.