Dear Diary,
I feel validated. After saying that I didn't think my meds were right, I got a call out of the blue telling me that the doctor was going to increase my dosage. Yay me. I chose to celebrate by not eating a pastry. I got home and further celebrated by sitting on the floor and playing Modern Warfare 3 until the wee hours of the morning. I didn't really plan for that to be my workout, but if I could do it again and have the same results, I'd be all over it. Huh? Yeah, I know. I got lucky yesterday, but only because I think I made more good decisions, than bad. I ate a couple of bananas and rice cakes and an apple over the course of the day with a sandwich for lunch and TLO hooked up a cool dinner. Took my new pill this morning. I'm looking forward to having more energy and using it on something productive.
PS. F*** you.
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