Wednesday, May 12, 2010
It's like a project for myself. I just worked out and am now all woken up,quietly sad but ready for the day I guess. My depression seems to come and go more frequently now. I don't know what to do. I'm sick of being a guinea pig on medicines that just seem to make me fat and I'd rather be depressed than gain weight. Like when she put me on Lexapro! What a nightmare!
I worked out to Cardio Bootcamp today,my staple. I took the plunge and weighed myself not as bad as I thought. I should get to where I was by the end of the week if I keep this up. I cancelled my doctor's appointment so I could workout and I have little hope she will help me anyway. I pay ten dollars for the "free" clinic to see someone who pooh poohs all my symptoms like chest pains, shooting pains in the abdomen,she won't listen and only wants to talk about my depression. That's it. And even if she took me seriously what good would it do I have no insurance to get seen at a hospital. Yes I'm whining. My blog.
At least exercise is good for me. I hope losing weight and inches will help with my health. I'm worried. I'm always worried about something. I'm so tired or worrying. That's all. WW.