Evening all.
I've had a bit of a nightmare. Went for a psych assessment today (anxiety related) and the woman I spoke to was utterly shite. She didn't care about a word I was saying, just asked a load of questions and when I got upset, sat there impatiently waiting for me to get my shit together. It was a horrible experience
should get access to some more help though which is good.
After that I felt fragile and awful and then got the news dad was back in surgery (internal bleed), he's out of theatre and I've just got back from visiting him, he's got a feeding tube up his nose and is generally not a well bloke really.
Anyway, I called my PT and explained, she told me to focus on dad and my mental health, skip the gym tonight and she'll see me on Friday but I'm going to go to a class at 6:30am tomorrow morning, I need the focus to be on something else other than my head and dad I think.
My anxiety should settle down overnight, I'll have a hot bath and there's a Camembert in the oven as we speak. I've got 1/4 of a Granny Smith apple, some flax crackers and some cucumber to dip in it 