Thanks Dexter. The caseworker called back. He's going to talk to the doc on Tuesday and I have a T session on Thursday. (Did I already say that in here? I'm feeling too yucky to go back and look).

I'm feeling so snappish tonight. My daughter won't stop talking to me. She got ticked off at a credit counseling commercial where the wife accidentally throws out the bill and the guy is digging in the garbage for it. She was going on and on about a frickin commercial. I finally told her to get over it, it's a stupid commercial. I just want her to shut up.

I had a really scary experience this afternoon when I went to pick her up from school. I pulled out of the bank parking lot and almost hit a guy walking across the street - because I couldn't concentrate and felt so horrible - shaky, headache, vision not so great.

Tonight I've been trying to do as much as possible around the house since I couldn't work today. I managed to wash a sink full of dishes, do a load of clothes, and fold some that have been sitting in baskets for weeks (maybe months, I don't even know anymore).

Just counting the minutes until I can go to bed.