I did call, go figure my doctor is out of town til Monday. I started crying on the phone, and at one point they were trying to convince me to come in for a screening to make sure I wasn't going to hurt myself. I managed to assure them I wasn't to that point yet, and requesting to go back on the Celexa was to avoid getting to that point. My doctor's fill-in will be in tomorrow though, so they agreed to send a message to that doctor so I could at least talk to someone about the meds. I just want something to get me through til my appointment with the psych.

And now I'm sure I've either hit a mixed episode or flipped entirely. I had someone (very kindly and respectfully at least) call me out on the body odor thing tonight. While I was with her I was able to just smile and nod and yes, it's a medical thing, and yes, I've learned adaptations over the years. As soon as we parted I was sobbing the whole drive home. Then I got home with my hubby and I was back to "normal" silly me. And now just recounting it has me tearing up again. This sucks so bad.