decided

I've decided it is time to call the psychiatrist. I'm more than a little sick of spending 5 or so days with super depressed thoughts followed by a couple days reprieve followed by more really depressed thinking. The days off are great; I'm not against those at all. But I finally concluded that the days with the really depressed thoughts are enough to be worth doing something about.

Now I am distracted, though, so I want to stay distracted (this morning was not very nice). I'm doing research! Exciting stuff.

Back to my decision. I'm concerned that when I actually can call my Dr. and contact him during business hours, my depression will sweetly hide until the weekend. It is tricky like that; only bug me when I can't do as much as I'd like to about it. But I'm not sure how well I'll be able to express the problem if I'm feeling better.

Second thought, I can just tell him that my mood is fluctuating, leaving me with a number of more depressed days each week. I could say that even when I was feeling better. Now to keep the determination to do the scarey deed (call the doctor, I mean. That can be rather intimidating).

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  1. Tina Fariss BarbourFebruary 3, 2013 at 7:21 PM

    Abigail, I think it's a good idea to call your psychiatrist about how you're been doing. I was faced with the same dilemma recently. I was so depressed, but I didn't know if it was "bad enough" to call the doctor about. I think when the depression is visiting like it is, it's time to call. I did, and I'm glad I did. I'll be thinking about you! :-)

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  2. AnonymousFebruary 4, 2013 at 12:32 PM

    I agree with Tina. Better to call. There is definitely a Murphy's Law about calling the doctor. Somehow when I make an appointment for a problem, it always seems to be better once I'm at the doctor's office. Why is that? Who knows, but I hope you made the call and can just tell the doctor the truth about how you've been feeling. I'll be thinking of you!

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  3. 71ยบ & SunnyFebruary 4, 2013 at 4:41 PM

    Good luck with calling your doctor! I hope he/she can help you feel better soon.

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