[Curupira]

I survived my first night without the hubby. It was bumpy, I felt very vulnerable and my daughter and dogs were both missing daddy so the normal routine was disrupted resulting in interrupted sleep and an early start to today.

On the pdoc side... I forgot how much "fun" it was to spill your guts to a complete stranger reliving the very worst parts of your existence so he can decide if you get to have new prescription for the meds that keep you stable. I am still exhausted from it and I feel metaphysically disemboweled.
I do get a sense of competence from him, though not great on the bedside manner. But I can work with academic and detached as long since we appear to be on the same page in terms of me eventually stepping down the medication.

Sorry for the long post, normally I would talk to my husband about this stuff and get the venting out of the way but I have no idea when I will hear from him again and I am trying to keep the useless worries away.

Thanks for being here and listening