Work has consumed me these past few days. It so good to feel apart of something again. I spent hours in the pharmacy's basement organizing all my home healthcare supplies lately. Another nice thing about work is if I am not feeling well, I can shut the door to my office, and relax for awhile until I calm down.
Yesterday, I went to see my psychiatrist. I told him about how badly I feel every two weeks when my medication levels drop. He prescribed me 36 3mg Risperdal to overcome this. I am to take them as needed.
Rosa called early today just as I was leaving the house. We talked for awhile. I still have several bags of her stuff she needs to come pick up, but I don't want to face her just yet.