My World, Welcome To It

So last Saturday I went to my psychiatrist for my 15-minutes-every-six-weeks-appointment.

I told him I had been struggling with my restrictive eating disorder (he looked at me like "you lie, you fatass, you are not anything like anorexic"). Then I told him I wanted to try bupropion ("Wellbutrin") since I was feeling so depressed.

He already writes me a prescription for anti-seizure medication.

All documentation says bupropion should not be taken by people who have histories including seizures and eating disorders.

He wrote the prescription.

Nice, huh?

So today I started the 'bup-up' and mentioned to my husband I had started it. He didn't ask "what medicine," or "what side effects," although with every medication up until now I had discussed such things with him, especially side effects, so he would know what to watch for just in case.

Then he went out.

So I am home alone, and anything could happen ... nothing will, of course, but anything could.

This is my life.

Monday!

To quote Brenda Spencer, I don't like Mondays.

I totally overslept despite waking at 0630, 0830, and 1030.

Slow, angsty start to the worst day of the week. Blech.

More Goals

Tomorrow I plan to start running and to pick up my yoga routine again, to help offset the panic I've been dealing with the whole trying-to-eat-more-than-a-coma-patient thing.

Links

I started a delicious account for the links I gather through this ...

link collection

Today's Calorie Count

Total: 1523

I totally pigged out today. Pizza is to blame. I don't feel too bad about it, though.

Friday Calorie Count

Just recording it...

864 calories. I suck.

Saturday...

Yesterday was a total fail. I ate nothing, was very depressed.