After putting it off for over a month, I finally called my psychiatrist to reschedule an appointment that I cancelled simply because I didn’t feel like going. I can’t get in until January 2nd now.
When I do finally see him he isn’t going to be happy with me. I abruptly (and without his permission) quit two meds that he insisted I remain on because he felt they needed more time to work. I (obviously) disagreed. I can’t even guess what his reaction, or the consequences might be. He’s a little fed up with me and my tendency toward noncompliance. I’ve never been fired from being someone’s patient, but I’ve heard of it happening. I suppose I’ll burn that bridge when I come to it.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving (US). A long time ago my husband and I decided that holidays should be enjoyed, not stressed over. We make our plans, but have a total que sera sera attitude about them. If something doesn’t work out, oh well. I have to work tonight and tomorrow night, so he’s doing all the cooking. (I absolutely adore not cooking. It’s one of my favorite things.)
Whether you celebrate the holiday or not, I hope everyone has a lovely day!