Well, it seems changing my secondary medication to Cymbalta is helping tremendously, which is fortunate considering I will have surgery on Wednesday. If it wasn’t I would certainly be considerably more upset over this. I’ve never had significant surgery before, even though this is “minor” work being done. I am bothered by the prospect, but not at the same time. Being down for three weeks is not appealing to me, although numerous people have pointed out that there will be ample time for reading and writing. I will finally start We Hunt the Flame and We Free the Stars, so that is an attractive bonus. I’ve never read an Arabic (Arabian?) based fantasy novel, so this should be interesting.
The stress from work seems to be managed well by my medications, which is helping, but I am already behind and this will push things back further. Times like this make me feel more lonely than usual, but I do admit to having considerable relationship issues as well as being so introverted that finding prospects is cosmically miniscule. So it goes.
Well, I am running short on time and must start getting ready for work. I am not a religious man by any means, but prayers and duas would be appreciated. This is not a request solely about the surgery, but for my mental health. Thank you for stopping by, darlings. I love you all, be kind to yourself, and look forward to seeing you again soon. Drink some water.