I swear I am not just trying to hide my latest non egret poem by doing a quick depression update. My meds are definitely not working the way the should be. I wasn’t able to make it to Shul on Saturday partly because I couldn’t get my act together because I was moving around in a depressed fog. I’m not super depressed or suicidal, but I’m not in a good place either. I called my Doctor and she is bringing me in this afternoon. I hoping for a new regiment of medications. On the good news I did manage to run in Sunday. Only 9 miles (if you read my poem). But it felt good. I also took the kids to the zoo and pulled them in our wagon. They had a blast and between the endorphins and kids utter joy to be at the zoo, Sunday wasn’t a bad day. But sadly that has worn off and I am back to where I was on Saturday.
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