I actually had a pretty good day for the first time in over a week. For the most part, I felt like myself again. That’s a good thing because I’ve not been myself for awhile. I had a few rough patches today. I got very frustrated with the kids but I collected myself and apologized to them for losing my cool.

When I say I had a pretty good day, I mean I wasn’t sick, didn’t cry and I was able eat without wanting to puke.

I did experience anxiety and that wasn’t fun but I survived it.

This is progress and I think that’s a really positive thing. If things continue along this path, I will be able to push through this and with any luck, put it behind me. I see my doctor on Tuesday and we’ll see how things go.