Three yays, two bleahs

#1 YAY - Thank you for your comments! I am so thrilled and excited to be read. I'll try to be more consistent with my posts for you. Yay!

#2 YAY - I met with the doctor who is going to evaluate me for the medical school. He is trained as a psychiatrist and a neurologist, and he has very cool shoes. I was expecting the Inquisition, but his approach was, "let's make a plan to keep you healthy." Yay! Let's! He seemed relatively understanding of all my lapses in judgment and shirked responsibilities last year as I struggled with Migraines 101.

#3 YAY - I am back at my "grown-up" home with my boyfriend. We are going to counseling (with a therapist who wears curiously short skirts) and trying to talk about how we feel a lot more. I know that things aren't going to be magically better overnight, but I am glad that we are still trying.

#1 BLEAH - I have not heard from my neurologist again, so no Topamax trial yet. In addition, his assistant called and teased me with the possibility of seeing a new neurologist who is joining the headache clinic, but she (despite daily, polite-yet-firm phone calls on my end) has yet to get back to me with a fixed date or time. (I've heard those are called "appointments.")

#2 BLEAH - I feel like the weather. Muggy. Smoggy. Moggy. No real headache, but more of a Dead Girl Walking hangover from too many days of too many migraines and too many meds. As my boyfriend got ready for work and I stumbled around the house, I could feel the apprehension creeping in around the edges of our interaction. I explain that it's a not-so-good day, and he looks worried. I feel worried. Are we going back to our old routine?

To end on a happy note, I am currently obsessed with drinking tall glasses of ice water. So obsessed that I went out and bought a set of new glasses expressly for this purpose. Does cold have a flavor? It's delicious.

Thanks again for your comments. I will write, even when it's moggy out.