Thunderstorm... when you're suffering through a drought, rain is amazing. I love storms when they don't last more than a few days. At least a few days of a break in between.

Broke down in therapy; not crying, and not to any trigger I can think of. But I started shutting down physically, keeping my head down with my eyes closed and stuttering, and just becoming really slow. It's happened before, and every time it happens I tell myself I'm acting. My therapist actually said she'd call me later to check on me, and she did. That was real nice of her.

Feeling better now. She told me to watch a movie, and I might, or at least surf the web and take it easy. I have to study, but I think I should take it easy. Maybe all that studying for the exam affected me?

The nurse got back to me: we're going to try increasing the dose of the med that makes me sleep. Yay. Although I have read that at higher doses it works less as a sleep aid; then again, it's still a low dose. Still every other day. We'll see what happens. I start tonight. I'd better be able to wake up for class tomorrow....