I have an appointment with my cousellor tomorrow (Monday) morning. I am really tired of talking about the OCD stuff with her when I know better help is on the way. I have a psych evaluation with a different lady tomorrow evening. I'm trying not to think of it much because I am nurvous on what we will discover about me and what sideaffects the meds will have. I can't gain weight or loose my sex drive. My hubby and I are struggling enough as is to connect. Anyway, hopefully I will be feeling better tomorrow night. I have had a lot of time to sit on this realizing I need help and actually getting it. I haven't struggled with the same images/thoughts as before but have replaced them with others. It is so weird. It's like my mind knows I'm wise to it and is trying to slip new stuff in. Something to talk about tomorrow I suppose.