First thing I did was ask T for a hug and she complied. I wasn't sure how I was going to feel but T gave me a soft, cozy blanket to wrap around me. It didn't help my pain, but made me feel cared about. She told that if I don't hear back from her when I email, I should feel free to call, email again, or text! I only texted her once by accident, but she said it was okay.

I told her all about my ER and doctor visit, and she empathized. Then we talked about my depression and the probable cause, which I can't get into here. She still suggests meds but I don't want them. I happened to mention that I had a lot of expired meds like Ambien and Valium in my drawer. She immediately became concerned when I said that. She asked if I thought of taking too many. I had to honestly say it occurred to me fleetingly because I feel depressed. She wanted me to promise to get rid of all my old meds. I guess I promised. In a way, I felt good that she's taking care me, so to speak. This has never come up before because I've never
felt so depressed. I keep dropping the phone so I'd better stop.