Ok, so today went REALLY well.

I have not been sleeping properly for some time now and so every day I am starting on extremely low batteries, which has made my days a bit difficult at times. Last night I was a little anxious about the impending dr appointment, but I managed to get to sleep and slept fitfully, none of which was disturbed by thoughts about the appointment so that felt good.

Got up this morning and took a shower, then mum gave me a ride to the surgery as she was on her way out. I had to wait for 50 minutes as they were so busy and behind. Unfortunately that meant waiting 50 minutes with a bunch of elderly people as I was the only under 75 year old patient! It wouldn't have been so bad, but I was tired and there were no magazines to flick through so as I waited there I felt my blood pressure rising and my anxiety levels rocketing. I did some visualisation to calm myself down.

The appointment itself went wonderfully and I managed to cover everything I wanted to. My dr was extremely supportive, which I had not really been expecting. He has recommended me for therapy; I just have to call up and make an appointment (oh and find the cash to fund the sessions). The whole financial side of things... that sucks. NHS therapy has a long wait and also apparently would be less suitable for me as I am young and have a chronic disease. My dr is of the opinion that I need someone who specialises in chronic health problems, but such people are not funded by the NHS... so therein lies my problem. Anyway, I have some money owed me by my parents... so I am hoping to use that. I have no idea when I will start the therapy sessions though.

After the appointment... I felt rather pleased with myself and positive. I think - warped thinking I know - that it's better to assume something is going to be awful and have it turn out extremely well than to think someting is going to be ok/good and have it turn out to be terrible. Anyway, I took the dogs for a little potter and the sun was shining, which was lovely. I ended up having a really busy day as I made some rye bread and had to do dinner. Now, of course, I feel exhausted. I am thinking I will go to bed soon.

Apparently, my father is going to be working at home tomorrow as we have a new sofa being delivered in exchange for our other new one which was faulty. He needs to supervise the delivery as it's big and bulky... whatever!! I guess I will be in hiding.