Lately I've been driven to distraction.
I think it's a sign that my brain needs better drugs. My family has for sure noticed. Troy even asked me about it last night. Except my brain was answering faster than my mouth was, so my words were slurred, and I kept tripping over the words, and then I forgot what I was saying in the first place, and then something else happened.... I think. I don't quite remember.
What I'm trying to say is that I guess I should probably schedule some stinking doctor appointments, and then GO to said appointments so my meds can be monitored and adjusted and all that. Especially since something is definitely OFF.
Plus, I need a referral to a surgeon. And my kids need appointments too. There's just a lot of phone calls I need to make, and I hate making phone calls... Okay, let me revise. I hate calling speciality doctor offices because there is a whole lot of information I have to verify before I even bother to make an appointment, which then won't happen for another 4-6 months. It's just madness.
Meanwhile, I'm stuck at home waiting for a repairman today. Our fridge died whilst we were in California. It was such a lovely aroma to come home to. #not.
I had more thoughts, but I can't think of them, because my brain is broke. SO FUN!