I'm sure you're all aware of how tired I am of being sick, of feeling like I'm a victim of my body's capricious whims (is that redundant? probably). The week before our (quite lovely!) vacation, I got the fabulous news that I probably have endometriosis in addition to my other lady problems. Later that week my primary care doctor recommended I see a psychiatrist to get on the right meds, since the ones he's prescribed haven't worked for me.

You know what? I'm tired of taking pills, too. Whatever made me think taking medication for my anxiety was some sort of "easy way out"? My skin and my digestive system have been freaking out since we started this little experiment in March, I have trouble sleeping--and I won't even mention the little excessive perspiration problem. (Oops, I did.) So I am DONE with mood-altering medications. And I would never be on the Pill if I didn't need to be (Natural Family Planning being the cool-ass hippie chemical-free alternative--and the Pope likes it, too!). I do legitimately have blood sugar issues, so I still gotta take that one...but is Allegra doing SHIT for my allergies? So ixnay on that, too. I'll stick with the multivitamin, of course. And the Prilosec? I do actually need that, at least right now.

I'm staying away from caffeine, too--I don't like what it does to my mood, and I get a bad headache coming down from it. And if you add in my low-sugar intentions, it means the only drug I get regularly is Riesling. :) I'm backing way off on artificial sweeteners, too--again, I don't like the chemicals--and I see crystalline fructose packaged for diabetics, so maybe I'll try that...

So I guess I just have to get over it and get exercising. It should be easier in a few weeks, once it gets below 90 degrees on a regular basis. That, and I may as well use the counseling services provided by my employer to help with the anxiety. I'm also tired of trying to psychoanalyze myself. :)

But on a funnier note, this is pretty f-ing hilarious...