Thursday, September 24, 2015
The Fog Is Lifting
It took me a week, but I finally got a hold of my counselor. I think I have a bad phone number for his office in Evansville and apparently they don't check their messages in Washington as often as I'd like. But by the grace of God, I was able to talk to him on the phone Tuesday. Whereas I was mad as hell at him before the phone call, feeling ignored and abandoned, I felt oh-so-much-better after speaking with him for just ten minutes. My meds have been refilled and I have a counseling session scheduled for Saturday in Evansville.
Good news on my meds too. Instead of costing me the usual $1,070, they were only $508. What a blessing. So the week is turning out immensely better than it started. Praise the Lord!
I hate it that I didn't make it four months depression-free. But I'm ready to start my next stretch depression-free. Here's hoping I can go another three months and 29 days.