Going to see the Pdoc today. He is very skeptical about how I'am really doing. I have honestly been great for the last 3 months. He is a new doc and when I first met him I was manic and suicidal at the same time. Being manic doesn't always mean you are happy. Sometimes you just want to be put out of your misery.
I feel in control again now that I'am no longer on anti-depressants. People that take sanity for granted have no idea how badly those of us crazy people envy them.
As good as I'm doing now, there is no guarantee that it will last forever. I'm still a little out of sync, but I will take what God has given me.
On a different subject, my sister's doberman pincher had 8 puppies yesterday. 3 brown and 5 black. 3 boys and 5 girls. She is going to have her hands full! Do you know they have to have their little tails cut in 3 days! I think thats horrible.
I guess they don't sell unless they have their tails and ears cut. Crazy.....