Surprise therapy!

 I have an unexpected therapy appointment tomorrow, and you know what that means! Blog post time. Get my thoughts out so I can kind of have a feel for what to address with my therapist. Since our appointments are shorter now. :-( 

It's kind of funny, actually, I had an appointment with my doctor this morning to discuss going back to just prozac (like I was years ago before I went and changed medicines and went off it completely bc I forgot to schedule a follow-up and then over a year later I tried wellbutrin and it didn't really do much for me, but my mom was convinced it would work as well for me as it did for her so anyway I'm trying to drop the wellbutrin and go back up on prozac to see how it goes), and doctor asked how therapy was going, so I confessed I had trouble scheduling appointments on the health app, so she said she'd shoot a message to my therapist (they're part of the same medical group) - I was actually probably prepared to call to schedule and appointment this afternoon, but shortly after our appointment I get a text asking me to check in for my appointment tomorrow - I look and I suddenly have an appointment for tomorrow morning! I feel like they should have checked to make sure that was okay? But I appreciated it anyway, so therapy tomorrow!

I told my doctor also about my mom's stroke, primarily because of mental health implications, but also a little for medical history purposes, and she sure jumped on making a note in my chart. So I told her that my mom's dad also had a stroke... super great for my future, right? Diabetes from both parents, stroke, at least my mom never got breast cancer, because I'm pretty sure her mom did. My dad's father also had some brain issue, where he had too much fluid in his skull, so they had to relieve the pressure... almost certain it wasn't a stroke but I have no idea what it was. I was... 14? 15? Possibly the only reason my grandpa's stroke stayed with me is because that's when I learned the difference between a heart attack and a stroke, I kind of thought a stroke was a different kind of heart attack (did he have one of those, too?? goodness, I should probably find out). 

Anyway. Random thought - I've been putting off grocery shopping. My last shop was supposed to get me through a few meals, and I considered going to Costco, but I didn't have enough time, and then my pickup order didn't have regular almond milk (oooh I should have set a non-vanilla substitution, lesson learned). I need regular almond milk for the two meals that aren't sweet (and, you know, need milk - not a lot of those). One is mac and cheese. The other, I can't quite remember right now but I'm pretty sure I have one. Haha. But I want to make mac and cheese, not vanilla mac and cheese (and yes you can taste it, ask me how I know). Anyway I'm considering making a pickup order tonight and then taking whoever wants to come to Costco, then Walmart for the pickup. My second oldest really wants to come, "I haven't been to the store all yeeeeaaar!!" she says. Even though it's the 10th. Silly goose. I don't take her often though, so the feeling is valid. 

Oh but the other thing is tomorrow we have girl scouts, which means I need to have dinner ready by 5ish so we can leave by 5:45 to go downtown. So going to the store kind of late... maybe I can pick up a freezer meal or something, so I don't have to do much once we get home. 

I took a couch nap today. I had my doctor appointment, and then an hour, and then my baby's yearly IEP meeting. It went well, but you know, I actually have to concentrate. My baby was so cute at the preschool though. My favorite teacher had to zoom in because she wasn't feeling well, sad face, but it was still nice to see her. Ugh! That reminds me I really need to pick up signing classes again. Maybe I should pay for some so I actually complete it. Two of the teachers were using signs I didn't know, um one was like "tell" (encouraging baby to tell a friend "no") and the other was... hmm. Dang I can't remember. Some other verb, I don't know a lot of verbs that aren't like, sit/play/go. If it is also a noun, I might know it. Eat is also food, chair/sit, I learned things like wait, go, stay... anyway I could ramble about signs all day. 

Speaking of rambling about signs, during the IEP meeting, one teacher mentioned she's always wanted to learn sign, hoping to become fluent, how it's always been a dream of hers. And I realized that I would actually love that too. It is something I'm passionate about. I love learning the different syntax/context of ASL vs SEE (signed exact English - direct translation), I really enjoy the combination of facial expressions and the expressiveness of the motions, it feels intuitive... I know it's not my language, and I doubt I could become fluent enough to be a translator, but I really do love ASL. 

I don't actually know if I have any clearer idea of what to talk to my therapist about tomorrow, but I also want to take a bath and NO I am not taking my laptop in the bath. (I have considered bringing a table in the bathroom so I can watch a movie on my laptop in the bath, though.) I love baths. Something about the heat and the pressure of the water... I actually really love swimming, too. Every time I get in the water I remember how much I LOVE it, though it made me much more tired last time than it did, uh, 6 years ago when I was swimming at the pool with the kids. (I've definitely been in a pool since then, but those were the only two times with kids.) Hopefully some day I can be one of those people who swims for fun/fitness. 

Living a fun life is EXPENSIVE. What a bummer.