I've had such a bleh day. Every Monday it seems like I have no energy, I feel anxious and depressed. This Monday, it's probably because I haven't had my anti-depressant since Saturday.
See, I was at Walmart on Thursday to get my prescription refilled. I had called my doctor's office prescription line on Tuesday to request a refill and felt a 2 day waiting period would be sufficient. Well, my prescription wasn't there and when I called the docs to ask after it, I was told they didn't call in scrips on Wednesday and mine wouldn't be called in until after 6 pm on Thursday (the day I was there). So, I said, "Well, I'm here now." And she said, "Well, we can't do it now."
Seeing as how I was unwilling to waste gas to go back to Walmart for just one prescription, I figured I'd wait until I was there next time I was grocery shopping. Turns out, that'll be tomorrow. I took my last pill on Saturday morning and it's been downhill since then.
I get that particular med filled at Walmart because it falls under their $4 plan. Walmart is not super convenient for me, but I do get there at least once a week for my main shopping trip.
If I didn't like my doctor so well, I'd be finding a different physician. But, this wasn't his fault - this falls squarely on the office employees and their new prescription line policies.
Then, we have to add in the upcoming holidays that add to my gloom. My dad passed away in September 2004. My mom followed 14 months later in November 2005 (two days after Thanksgiving). Neither of them lived to see Sissy and that breaks my heart. My dad would have loved her so much.