This week was a struggle.  I think I cried more this week than I have in a long time.  I have been pretty quiet on the blogging front, because I have tried to take Thumper’s advice of, “If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all…”

On Sunday, I knew this week was already going to be tough.  I had gotten used to having Brad around the last two weeks, and I knew I would have to adjust to being on my own again during the day, since he went back to work Monday.  That in itself, got me kind of down. 

Thanks to all who have been inquiring about Cincinnati, my appointment with Dr. Tinkle, and when I’ll update my blog about it.  I am realizing that I have more readers than I thought 🙂 

I am working on the appointment post but it is a lengthy one and I want to make sure I have everything accurate before I publish it.  Tomorrow I am going to listen to the audio tape of the appointment before I post it since Dr. Tinkle was kind enough to let me audio tape what he had to say (which was a lot).   

Today I did not spend time in a doctor’s office going over my physical symptoms.  Rather, I spent my time at the doctor this morning sorting through emotional symptoms. For 60 minutes every other week, I sit and work through the mental issues and stress that come from day to day life with my psychiatrist of 11 years.