Cold 1, Erin 0

I finally had to concede to the head cold today. I did actually go to work and got all settled in for our quarterly all staff meeting, then realized that there was no possible way I was going to make it through the meeting, much less the day. So I left, came home, dosed up and slept. Good times. I've GOT to stop getting sick soon. My life is definitely enough of a challenge to handle while I'm well.

I did get out of bed long enough to go to my second appointment with my therapist today (if you need to look back for reference about the last time I went, I think it was around 3/15 or so). I'm really in a fairly good mental place right now so I didn't need a whole lot of support, but I'm scheduled to see her in May anyway just in case. I'm not naive enough to think that everything will be smooth sailing all the time from here on out. Oh, and she did recommend that I stay on Zoloft for at least another month. Whatever. I've found out that with my insurance, it's actually free at certain pharmacies, so no problems here.

She did remark that I am amazingly resilient. I told her I wasn't aware there was another choice. She said she often gets people in similar situations who can't function, whose children are floundering and whose marriages are crumbling. I still don't think I'm anything special--I am just lucky enough to have a very strong and determined husband, a great support network and very few qualms about asking for help. And next to no social boundaries, so this blog helps immensely. It's odd to think that people I've never met know some of these things about me, but hey, writing is keeping me sane. So there you go.

J.J. just took Leah with him to pick up Eli from Tae Kwon Do, so I'm going to take advantage of the quiet to take a bath and dose up on more Nyquil (it's a bad sign that I've gone through almost a whole bottle this week!).