Things are going better. My mother is on her old anxiety meds and has calmed down quite a lot. She seems to be at the tail end of the post withdrawal. So I am cautiously optimistic that we are past the shit.
I am a little anxious about it. The last time I thought we where almost out of this, things got much worse. Knowing that I have been a bit shaky. My mother told me to take some of her anti-anxiety medication. I refused. Mainly because she needs it more than I do, but also do to the fact that it makes feel foggy. Besides I have an appointment on Thursday with my psychiatrist. So I should be able to get my own prescription.
If thing continue the way they are I will be posting a few short stories I have written in the past. If not then expect more near daily drama. Wish me luck.
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