Not a Good Day

I’ve had better days than today. Yet again I didn’t sleep as well as I’d have liked but had an appointment with my therapist so for an hour unloaded all my issues onto her. She was really supportive, as you’d expect and seemed pleased I was doing my best to sort my life out having an operation to shift this intransigent weight! On the other hand, the main problem I have currently is the lack of real support I feel I’m getting from my wife who, to say the least, is ambivalent and even antagonistic.

As I’ve said in other posts, what I want, even *need* is a real ‘cheerleader’. Someone who will ‘be there’ for me. Tell me what a great job I’m doing etc. Just generally make me feel I’m doing the right thing and not bring me down. Can’t see it happening tho.

On top of this, when I went to get my new script for 1mg Ozempic injections… the chemist had run out of stock! In fact, not one of the chemists in the area has any! They said some may be in the area tomorrow or Friday so I’ll have to go back. I can wait a day and if there still isn’t any available I’ll ask the GP for a script for the lower injection box and double the maximum dose in that box from 0.5mg to 1.0mg. :).

Anyway, no point complaining, depressed or not, I still have to go on and tomorrow might be a good day, assuming I get the date for the operation. I’m really hoping that’s what happens.


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