It is a wonderful time of the year. I have all my windows open. The door to my porch is swung wide. A fan is adorning the window in my front bedroom. This will help me save money. My utility bill was $229 dollars last month. Ouch!
I went to see my psychiatrist, Dr. Kermit, today. I wanted him to prescribe me valium or xanax for my panic attacks.
"You need to guard your sobriety carefully," he told me of the addictive nature of benzodiazepenes.
"I am just scared, doc," I said. "Scared those panic attacks will happen again."
He showed me breathing exercises for which I rolled my eyes in exasperation. I needed something to stave off those attacks before they start. I wanted potent drugs to take. I didn't get any. He kept my medications the same and didn't start me on Zyprexa. I am kind of relieved that we didn't change anything.