Follow-up on the thyroid med issue:
I spoke with the nurse in the GP’s office and told her what was going on and that I was not taking the meds until the bloodwork is back and I’ve talked with the doctor.
After my weird burst of joy when it dawned on me what’s going on, I’ve noticed that I’m still a bit ditchy. I’m bored and I can’t figure out why when I have stuff to do (PI / household), sad (why?), lonely (I know. So what else is new?) and filled with ennui.
Last night, I looked at Meetup.com to see if there were groups relatively close that shared my interests (writing, crocheting, talking ….) and found few. The ones that seemed interesting, I joined so I’ll learn of new adventures.
I’m not having the same ‘circling the drain’ thoughts as I did before my med epiphany but that low-level blah is pervasive. (Yes, I will talk to the doctor about all of this. I don’t see a psych ward in my future.)
Part of this is the realization that the corporate job carried all of my ‘socialization’ needs. This is the first year since 2012 that I’ve not gone back in some capacity.
This blog has turned into my damn diary any more. Good thing I’m not dating because if someone asked me what I like to do for fun, I’d have to say “Whining to 3 people on my blog, playing “Secrets of the Past” on Facebook, pretending I’m chipper when I want to sit in the closet and snuggling with PJ.” Gosh, imagine how exciting I’ll sound to someone new. (cough)
Anyway, consider this your daily w(h)ine.