Tomorrow I meet with a new psychiatrist for the first time. I haven't a clue what to expect. It's odd meeting new people wearing an N-95 mask. It's almost like they aren't fully meeting you. Anyway, I decided to do a mess load of "self-care". I doubt there will be any examination, besides a verbal one, but who knows. I was looking mighty bad! Bad! I then have a video appointment with my American psychiatrist, later in the week.

I'll attempt sleeping on the futon tonight. Hubby said he may even join me. I'm hoping not to have a painful back (or shoulder) tomorrow morning.