well, phooey

So, I missed my pdoc appt yesterday. *sigh*
I haven't been taking my meds regularly anyway, so it's not like I'm in dire need of refills. I guess after the crying jag this morning, and cussing out the attendance lady at my daughters school for being slow....I need to get back to taking them routinely.
We just got back from my daughter's pdoc and he gave her refills, and was all glad that she was doing so well. And she has been. I've been too...out of it? to pay attention to her anniversaries. She has been out of the hospital around two months now, and that's the longest in the last year. Having two BPs in the house is difficult. Well, three is worse. My son is too. Their counselor met with them today. My son has been having anger issues at school, and he completed CBT in June, so she went back over his coping skills. When we got home, the kids were messing around, and he hit her new ear peircing, making it bleed. I got onto both of them. He threw a fit.
Joys of parenthood.
My rescheduled appointment is Thursday. I'm posting it on the calendar in big letters to remind me. I need to set the clock on my phone to remind me to take my meds.
AND NO MORE CAFFIENE.