Well, lesson to be learned. When you don't take care of your body, your body will retaliate. I collapsed yesterday while ordering dinner. One minute I was fine and the next this nice lady is propping me up on the floor and asking if I'm okay. It was a) terrifying, b) embarrassing and c) quite the wakeup call. My original post about not eating properly is actually rather old and I was doing better with my nutrition until lately. I've had a couple of really bad weeks that left me more or less catatonic and definitely not taking care of myself properly. Apparently this bad behaviour caught up with me. The scary part is that even now the thought of eating anything, of getting dressed and going outside, of the remotest bit of exercise or even engagement in the world is just draining. I'm used to the depression hitting me for a few days and then receding but that hasn't happened. It's been several weeks of this and I think it's safe to say that it's definitely not going away on its own. Time to get back to the doctors and therapy.

Thanks so much for your concern, all. I wish I could be around more but I have so little energy that it's been difficult just getting here most days.