And here's some more {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{DJ}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

I was pretty much ready to give up during the last two weeks. Then either some of my meds FINALLY kicked in instead of just giving me horrible side-effects, or a chemical readjusted itself in my brain or maybe it's the moon...whatever things just got better.

Please don't be so hard on yourself about the work thing. I'm very proficient in my jobs and I was embarrassed about being on disability. I also hate to ask for help (my Mother mentioned that to me just today and my T. "fussed" at me for not calling her when I was in "the hole." Are you able to call your T.?

What I keep bringing myself back to is I/We have a physical illness - we're not "trying" to be like this - it's pure hell!!

I wished I lived nearby so I could share some food with you

Instead I'll send more {{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}