This is Ridiculous
So I called my doctor today to ask for a referral for someone who treats PPD. It turns out that she does. Great, right? Unfortunately, the earliest appointment I could get was February 14, 5 weeks from now.
Honestly, I'm not ready to kill myself just yet but if I have to go 5 weeks untreated I might be.
The nurse who made the appointment tells me that people cancel all the time and something might open up sooner. I really hope that's the case. In the meantime, I guess I'll try the natural remedies that annoyingly smug poster over on mothering.com recommended: fish oil, exercise, socializing and sleep.
And if those don't work, I have 17 100mg Zoloft left. No refills, but that's still 38 days worth of relief, more than enough to get me to Valentine's Day if things get out of hand.
Honestly, I'm not ready to kill myself just yet but if I have to go 5 weeks untreated I might be.
The nurse who made the appointment tells me that people cancel all the time and something might open up sooner. I really hope that's the case. In the meantime, I guess I'll try the natural remedies that annoyingly smug poster over on mothering.com recommended: fish oil, exercise, socializing and sleep.
- Fish Oil: There's a GNC at Aiken Mall. Trey's due home early today and he loves to run errands (he truly does, I think it's weird), so I'll send him out to buy me some.
- Exercise: I joined a gym back in November, but I only make it there 2-3 days out of the week. Time to toss in the "beginning bellydancing" DVD for some quick afternoon cardio.
- Socializing: A new friend invited Trey, Bobby and me to come over for cocktails this evening. Should be fun. Plus, there's always the Friday morning coffee group to look forward to.
- Sleep: Ha!
And if those don't work, I have 17 100mg Zoloft left. No refills, but that's still 38 days worth of relief, more than enough to get me to Valentine's Day if things get out of hand.