I'm about to run out of my Ritalin, which sucks. I only realized on Saturday that I had 8 capsules left, and well, my pdoc is on Christmas vacation until the 30th -- or so his voicemail says. That means (1.) I have 4 pills left right now, and (2.) there is no guarantee his assistant will listen to my voicemail on Monday if a ton of other people leave them. Plus, the pharmacy ALWAYS has to order Ritalin because they never have any in stock. So, I guess I will be in withdrawal hell for quite a while. Sucks a lot.

I wish he had warned me about going on vacation, but he did not. I would have called earlier, but I don't like to request my Ritalin prescription early because the pharmacy told me they may lose it. (Is it even legal to say that??? But if they are warning me, I'm guessing it's happened before, so I don't want to tempt them.)

Anyways, mood is A-okay this morning. I am feeling less "off" and more close to my normal. I think the trip threw me off. (I was exhausted from sitting in the airport for 8+ hours thanks to JetBlue's B.S. delays to Boston. It's a really long story, but basically the plane broke down and they kept trying to fix it instead of giving up after 4 hours and getting another plane. After 8+ hrs of waiting, we demanded to be rebooked even though they gave us a hard time about it.)