Life is moving forward. I'm hanging on for the very slow ride. I'm feeling a little better. Maybe? Actually, I'm not sure. At least I'm not feeling worse. I'm hanging in there, I think. I continue to work 4-6 hours every other day. It's been a bit overwhelming, especially at the start of each day, but once I've gotten going my patients have kept me distracted. My exercise has slowed again, but I did get a run/walk in tonight. I ran 4 minutes and walked 1 minute for a total of 3 miles. That was my first run this week. It wasn't much, and it was slow, but I did it even though I felt like staying on the sofa. I see my doctor tomorrow. She's thinking of changing my meds. That process scares me, but I'm willing to do anything to feel better. This has been a long, slow stretch of not feeling entirely well, and I'm getting tired. But I'm hanging on, moving slowly forward, trying not to fall off the ride. Hang in there with me, my friends.
Depression Marathon Blog
- Diagnosed with depression 16 years ago, I lost the life I once knew, but in the process re-created a better me. I am alive and functional today because of my dog, my treatment team, my sobriety, and my willingness to re-create myself within the confines of this illness. I hate the illness, but I'm grateful for the person I've become and the opportunities I've seized because of it. I hope writing a depression blog will reduce stigma and improve the understanding and treatment of people with mental illness. All original content copyright to me: etta. Enjoy your visit!