I saw my psychiatrist on Friday. It was the same old thing. We went, we waited, we went in and we talked. I did bring my binder with me though. I told her perhaps a year ago I would some day. I meant to my last visit, but forgot. Well, she was apparently impressed. Bah.
I have noticed I react differently now though. Back when I went to school and people complimented my art my reaction was to freak out. Now, this estranged me from people. My embarrassment showed from me crying out, “Don’t tell me that! I don’t want to hear that!” I’d groan and carry on sometimes too… maybe even cover my ears with my hands. They always looked at me with wide eyes… the sort where a person backs away and goes, “Uh… oh-kay… (nutcase)…”
Now I ignore people instead… maybe grunt. So the doctor looked and I stared at the wall and the room’s set up. Mom went on as usual about how I would rarely show others my work willingly and junk. She always tells that story the few times I bring my book out. Oh, how earth shattering this moment is. Oi.
Saturday was errand day. Mom needed to go across town, so I followed as usual. She got some office supplies; I got one bloody expensive binder to hold my “original” art in, because when I met my head-doctor the day before the thing split a bit. I have a lot of pictures. The thing is pretty heavy and the binder was pretty old by then.
We then stopped by Hallmark to get Father’s Day stuff. My dad is evil when it comes to gift getting. He doesn’t want you to get him anything. Some would say great, but when the person searching really wants to get something… it is a pickle.
Well, I found two cards, bought them. My mom got a card. I showed her a coffee cup that amused me. If I had known he would have actually liked it (it had lyrics to a Willy Nelson song, which I wasn’t aware of) I would have gotten it. Oh, well…
After that, Mom wanted to stop by the outlet-like mall. She looked for deals and eventually got a shirt as another Father’s Day gift. Over all, we are prepared now.
Sunday was just… normal. So was the rest of the week so far. There were a few things happening, but nothing big to write about.
My dad’s back has been bothering him most of the week. He has a bad back for a while now and for a couple of days now it has been acting up. This was brought on by him bending over to put a collar on one of the dogs. I asked him how it was this morning. He said by the end of the week he expects it to be back to normal. Sigh…
Also, yesterday my brother went in for the CAT scan. Apparently he had a two-hundred fifty-something fine for previous medical expenses not yet paid so they wouldn’t admit him. My dad of course had to pay. I just hope my parents don’t go over draft again. Anyway, results fro the scan won’t be known until Monday. Bah.
In other news, yesterday I reached 300 pages on that story. It made me quite happy. I even got a few emails from Neko late last night as well. It really made my night. She seems okay for the most part, so hopefully things stay that way.
Nothing else comes to mind other than having a doctor’s appointment on the 29th.