I'll be gone for a few days from SP due to oral surgery (my hubby says I won't want to do anything for a few days) So I thought I'd post now.
I did not work out today and am not going to (thank you for your comments and concern!) My back is still a little sore, and I get twinges every now and then, so going to wait to make sure it is okay. (I may sneak in some sitting strength training).
Oral surgery. Oh boy. I've been pushing it to the back of my mind so I won't worry about it. I had a root canal while I was in the military, but they failed to put a crown on it, didn't tell me it needed anything more, and left it like it was. So of course, 8 years later, here I am with a broken tooth. I will never eat those rice crackers again, I associate them with the feeling of my tooth falling apart. Ick. It broke so close to the gum that they are going to have to cut it out, so that means oral surgery. It doesn't hurt, unless I accidentally bite on that side. And it's the main side I chew on... so it hurts quite frequently, but not much as it isn't a 'live' tooth (thank goodness!)
I feel... Happy!
No truly, I'm actually happy, like for reals. A little joyous even.
I don't feel extraordinarily anxious over anything, even with the oral surgery tomorrow.
And did I mention that I'm barely taking any anxiety meds at all?
Thanks to a mix up at the pharmacy, I was unable to refill my meds last Thursday. The doctors office is horrible at getting back to you, and we didn't know it was a pharmacy mix up at the time, so I started rationing my anxiety med and decided to only take it if I needed it. I took it only twice in the past 6 days!!!!!! You have to understand how astounding it is, I take it three times a day with a fourth available in case I need more, my anxiety has been that severe.
And I feel content. I wrote this big long spiel about it that was TMI, I won't bore you with the details, but let's just say I've been too wrapped up in stuff to be able to really enjoy life, be content. Till now. My husband called, like he does every afternoon, and when I answered the phone, he told me how I sounded so much better. I know he meant getting over the head cold, but I was like, wow, yes, I AM better. My outlook, my mood, the way I feel, is so much better.
You've no idea how big a breakthrough this is for me. I'm not on cloud 9, I'm not manic. I'm not giddy. I'm content. And happy. And it's pretty grand