I saw my psychiatrist today. He gave me refills, plus agreed to reduce my Seroquel XR a little bit. I told him that my moods have been quite stable for a while, but that I've gained too much weight for my comfort. I told him that doses below 600 mg tend to either be more weight neutral for me, or at least not so high that I struggle to diet. So, he has me down to 550 mg. I didn't expect a bigger decrease. I might have sort of liked one, but would have known it was too much.

I sent an email to an English-speaking gynecologist, requesting an appointment. I found her name on the local Expat Centre website. I hope she responds and gives me one. I'm on day 18 of my period, and counting. Just when I think it might be gone, it seems to return. Her office is quite close to where I live. I would even feel comfortable enough driving there, myself. If I don't hear from her by Friday, I'll ask Hubby to call her office. If she doesn't work out, I'll need to look further away. Hubby has been driving me to my therapy and psychiatrist (and other doctors). I'm uncomfortable driving to my therapist's office, as it is a little far away and in the historic center with trams and confusing traffic all over the place. I will soon feel up to making the trip on my own to my psychiatrist, though. His office is a comparative breeze to get to, and I love his location. It's my favorite part of the city in a beautiful quiet neighborhood, with the city's biggest and loveliest park a short walk away, and easily found parking. It also has a great pharmacy on the ground level, that's never busy. Convenient!