Shrinky-dink

And I ain't kiddin'. My psychiatrist is so ditzy. She bedazzles her laptop.

But, she is really good with meds, so I'm going back on Friday.

This is one reason why: yesterday, I told my sister that it was my brother's birthday. She asked me if I thought it was June. Yep, I was a month behind. Crazy 'cuz I KNOW it is the same day as my sister's anniversary, and I totally REMEMBER her anniversary happening this year (mainly due to the fact that her husband gave her a trip to FRANCE).

And another date thing. Today is Andy's birthday (HURRAY FOR ANDY!). We are having cake after church on Sunday with the whole family. August 1st is his trip to Idaho. He told me he'd be gone from Friday until Sunday around dinner time. "Great!" I said. "Do you mind if we go right over to Mom's and have cake on the way home from the airport?" "Um, okay, but that is August 3rd." WHAT? Not this weekend? I knew it was the first week in August. And I knew this weekend was Andy's birthday. So, how I combined those 2 weekends into one only the Shrinky-Dink may know.

In any case, new meds are in order. I'm not this scatter-brained in real life; apparently only in Lamictal life. But I'm REALLY scared to switch medications again. What if something really bad happens like I go back to the way I've been in the past? The really bad way. The pouring Cheerios on the floor so my kids can eat whenever they want since I can't get off the couch to feed them. Man, that terrifies me. So pray. I know He answers.