I have this urge to blog but don't have anything to blog about. Just like I felt this inate need to post a comment on Marie's blog. I must blog. I must comment. What's that about?
So I had that stupid break down at work almost a week ago. People are treating me like I had the plague or something. People (different people) keep asking me if I'm feeling better. I am completely embarrassed by my behavior & want to crawl under a rock.
On the lighter side, I was telling a friend of mine that I think the Zoloft was giving me a headache (I took it again this morning & my headache is back) & that all I wanted to do this morning was blow my head off. She thought I meant like take a gun & blow my brains out; suicidal like. Right away she wanted me to run over & see my doctor. I meant that my head hurt so bad that blowing my head off would make it stop. I almost wet myself because I was laughing so hard.
I told my doc about the headache. He didn't seem to think it's the Zoloft. I'm not taking it anymore.
I do have to admit that I feel better about things now that I've realized that after my surgery I won't know most of the people I work with. Most of the military leadeship is changing in May & June. It will be like going to a new job. Maybe things will change. It's something to look forward to.
Guess I had more to post about than I thought.