The week in Main Book

I can't get going this morning. I've showered and dressed...but I don't feel like putting on make-up or fixing my hair. I have decided to make a conscious effort to stay away from facebook more. It find it triggers me to feel pretty worthless.

I had a fairly busy week. Last I wrote, I mentioned seeing a psychiatrist, so I'll start there. It wasn't a bad experience. She just asked me to talk about how I feel and all that. Her "diagnosis" is that I have had long-term untreated depression that was probabaly brought on in early childhood by my social anxiety. She said I've probabaly always been ADD but with quiet kids, it's harder to spot and at this point, she doesn't want to treat it. She prescribed Zoloft for the depression and anxiety.

I got my hair colored on Tuesday. I really needed that. The grey hair is just not good at all.

Wednesday I had an appointment with a new endocrinologist. I really didn't like the office I'd been going to up in Elgin. It was too far and they didn't have ANYTHING in the computer, so they were very disorganized. I only actually saw my doctor one time. They kept switching me to other doctors.

So this new guy is closer to home and he was cool. Basically he explained in plain English that no matter what my thyroid levels are, the symptoms of the kind of thyroid disease I have are not going to change because they are caused by antibodies that don't respond to medication. So basically, the only thing you can really do is treat individual symptoms...which kinda sucks because there are so many. He also said he doesn't think Zoloft is a good idea because it can cause weight gain...and clearly that's a problem for me.

I got two websites finished this week.

My Statistics final exam was last night. I needed 18/100 on the exam in order to pass the class. Hopefully I managed to do it. You'd think it wouldn't be that difficult...but honestly, I am really unsure.

Tomorrow morning is my Finance exam. Not really looking forward to that one...but I'm passing the class no matter what. It's just a matter of what grade I want to get. Honestly, does anyone even care? Once you have a master's degree, is anyone like "What was your GPA in grad school?" I don't think anyone cares if I get a couple C's.

Tonight is game night at Jaclyn's house. That should be fun.

My dogs are crazy.