Developmentally Disabled

So I had a never-ending doctors visit this morning where I saw three providers back to back and towards the end I saw my therapist. He needed to sign off some paperwork to help me get into HUD. On the paper it confirms that I have disabilities but at the bottom it asks if the patient is developmentally disabled and I was sweating that last question really hard. Am I, I thought? Thankfully he said no and resolved to point out without my questioning that he had never seen me act, behave or display DD issues. He did however sign off on the other disabilities, like physical limitations and mental illness.

I was super relieved and thankful to get all the paperwork done. In addition I saw my PSY therapist and she Rx a new antidepressant Pristiq. A reinvention of Effexor, a SNRI I've been on before but with a different chemical composition. Hopefully this one will work. Im sure its all in my head (pun intended) but I did feel a surge of something later in the evening and then after dinner I stuffed myself a little too much and took a nap.

I didn't have one negative thought today when it came to mental illness. THAT is a huge improvement for the last two months. This evening I started working on my autobiography, studied a little online answered some emails and then of course...this blog.

I'll write about my volunteer work hickup later but for now I'll just say that Im dealing with some interesting characters in my life. Can't we just hose down negative/nasty people with water and call it a day? Joking of course. However I do get tired of people creating drama that isn't there.

Riding a wave of positivity,
SVJ