Whew.

It's been a busy week for me. I'm glad everything is finally over. I can relax and stop freaking out for a while. I celebrated by taking a long nap.

I wonder if the brain MRI will show anything. The experience wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I don't know what I was expecting. It was very loud and a little bit cramped, and I had a hard time staying still for the 20 or 30 minutes that it took. I kept wondering if it was okay to open and close my eyes or let my jaw move. I should of asked before I was in there. Anyway they said my doctor should get the results on Monday, and I went home with a CD with the images on it. Maybe I'll look at that when I'm bored. I have pictures of my brain. I guess that has a certain 'neato' value.

Next week that psychiatrist will be back from vacation. I hope. I've been doing alright with my depression lately on Paxil. For the most part I haven't had any crying spells, or too many feelings of hopelessness. It's been a few weeks since I've felt like I needed to cut. Soon it'll be five weeks without taking anything. It feels surreal to realize how long it has been.