The post title pretty much sums it up. My drive to communicate is still underwhelming these days, but I just wanted to let y'all know that I'm still here. Had my first appointment with a psychiatrist this morning, and she's changing up some of my meds and also sending me off for blood work to make sure my thyroid levels are okay and not contributing to and/or causing the panic attacks (which, when they've happened, have been less intense... maybe the Tranxene is working?). Still in the works: finding a therapist for the talk therapy part, one that can see me either in the evening or on weekends.
Really, really anxious for spring to get here.
