I struggle with a few mental health issues including pretty anxiety and depression. For the first time in three years, I visited my physician for a general check-up. That will make it the second doctor's visit in 6 years. 

Recently, I started therapy for the first time in 15 years. My therapist made my homework to schedule an appointment. It took me nearly 4 weeks to make the call. It's a lot easier to do things when I know other people are expecting me to. When it's just up to me, I ignore it.

The appointment went okay. I almost didn't commit because I couldn't find the parking building, then went to the wrong hospital building. I thought I was late so I was frantically wogging (an awkward walking-jog) but when I got there they said I was 20 minutes early. I thought about leaving, driving around for an hour, and telling everyone I went.

Everything went okay. I didn't feel very heard by about anybody, but I let it go because they got the gist. In the MyChart notes about looks, it said "appearance: he is obese" and I laughed pretty hard. I am considered obese (5'9 and 220lbs), but the way it read was bold as a mf. The blood lab lady gave me the most painful shot of my life...I don't know why it hurt so bad, but she couldn't penetrate the vein and kept cranking the needle around while it was inside my arm. They were supposed to send out a prescription for Atarax for anxiety, but they forgot to write it down so I guess I'll get it another day.

I know this may seem like a silly post, but this was a massive achievement for me because I have an incredibly hard time scheduling doctor's appointments and taking care of my health. I am having anxiety now thinking about having to do it again, but we gotta stay in the here and now people!