Really, I don't think anyone could manufacture enough Ativan (an anti-anxiety med) to help me cope with my upcoming week.
Today, both kids have dentists appointments. Tomorrow morning, the Evil Twin goes to the dentist. We have no dental insurance. Can you say, "Ouch"?
We'll manage. We always do, somehow.
I don't hide the fact that I suffer from serious anxiety. I have for years. Currently, I'm on both Zoloft and Ativan to make me feel normal (most of the time), but I REALLY hate appointments. I hate having to be somewhere at a specific time. That's why I rarely get my hair cut, I just don't want to have to show up at X time. I like to mosey around and do my own thang.
Well, doctors, dentist and my BHE (bestest hairdresser ever) kinda frown on people who aren't on time. And it's not like I have a problem with being on time. I'm a very prompt person, but just the stress of having to be on time jacks up my anxiety, big time.
Before Buddy was born, I never felt like this. He had so many appointments in his first year, I almost became agoraphobic.
Thankfully, the meds do help. And, also, I try to make appointments as late in the day as possible so I have plenty of time to talk myself into it.
When it comes to grocery shopping or getting to the pool or things of that nature, I never get anxious. I can show up to do those things any old time.
I guess since I became a stay at home mom, I got used to having a flexible schedule - and even though I DO have a routine, the times I do things can vary in my day.
I need to get in the shower and get ready for my day. When I get back from spending a fortune on teeth, I have loads of housework waiting on me, too.
I really just need to hit the lotto, but I'd have better chances if I actually bought a ticket. LOL.
Also, on a side note, I continue to make bread, rolls, etc. for the family. I just don't eat any myself. I've been substituting salads instead of bread for me. That works. :-)