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Originally published at FuzzyPINKslippers.com. Please leave any comments there. Okay, so the joining of the church wasn’t exactly a rash decision I made. I’ve been going to this church off and on for like 14 years and taken the lessons 4 or 5 times (taking them again right now because I’m a new member) and not joined until the fifth of July. It was pretty awesome. I thought I was going to drown for a split second, but then I didn’t so that was cool. I’d never heard the 2 songs I picked for my baptism until the baptism, but I’ve heard one of them twice since then.
So, where have I been? Well, your friendly neighborhood hermit…is hermit the right word for an agoraphobic? I think it fits. Anyway, back on topic, I have been going to church stuff lately. Family home evening on Monday nights with the YSA (Young Single Adults) and Institute (Bible study) on Thursday nights. I’ve also been at the bridal shower and bachelorette party of one of the girl’s from church, and the ring ceremony and wedding reception of her and her new husband (who I also knew). So is my therapist pleased that I’m being MORE social? A little, but not quite. She told me I need to go out MORE. I’ve been going out 2 nights a week, plus church, groceries, appointments. Am I not allowed to be at home at all? I mean, seriously. Sometimes I’m going to need a break from the socialization. I definitely will need a break from the Klonopin I have to take in order to socialize.
Guess what? I’m going to be getting a new pair of glasses soon. Woohoo! I haven’t had new glasses in 9 years. Luckily, my eyes hadn’t changed too much. I had less of an astigmatism and more myopia. Not too much more, but the changes in my eyes were enough that the doctor said I definitely needed a new pair, which is so good ’cause quite frankly I was getting a bit tired of those glasses. Don’t tell the glasses, though, I would hate to hurt their feelings.
I’ve been having problems with tension and TMJ headaches lately, too. Bleh. My family doctor was out of town when they were at their worst, and the other doctors in his office wouldn’t see me because they said TMJ problems could be handled by the dentist. Hello, I couldn’t afford to see a dentist. If I can’t afford to see the dentist for a good old fashioned check up then how am I supposed to fork over hundreds of dollars on a new splint? I’m seriously doubting the intelligence of some people at this point. So I went to see my doctor when he came back from vacation. He told me that I could use a splint from the great and wonderful Wal-Mart. He would not prescribe anything for the tension problems because he was afraid that my mental health drugs would interfere. So I talked to the therapist about getting headache meds through them and she said that though it was possible that my doctor MIGHT use psychotropic drugs to treat headaches if I asked, it was highly unlikely. Apparently, most of those doctors have a policy of only prescribing drugs for psychiatric issues. So basically, I’m…what’s the Mormon word for screwed? (I’m having to redo my vocabulary so that I don’t use as much vulgarity. I mean, I wasn’t cussing like a sailor, but I did use some words, and I’m not supposed to now so I’m trying to cut them out.)
So why is the title of this “Everything is Awesome…”? Well, if you’ve ever met a Mormon, especially one from the great state of Utah, then you probably will know the answer. It’s a very popular word to use. You say something and people are like “that’s awesome” or sometimes the missionaries say “sweet”. It’s cute. What’s odd is that converts do it, too. I guess you just get used to hearing it being said a lot so you end up saying it. I don’t know.
My mental health has been doing a lot better. Well, that’s excluding the freak-out session at Sarah and Anthony’s ring ceremony/wedding reception. If I had taken the Klonopin, I would have been fine, but I thought I’d be okay. My therapist had said that I could stop taking the Klonopin as much since I’m, wait for it, having fun with my new friends. I don’t think that I’m going to stop taking it anytime soon. I mean, it took me six years in college to get over the fears there, and I’m sure that I’ll have them when I start back.
Speaking of which, I shall hopefully be returning to school in a few months. My dad’s disability came and we’re going to use some of it to pay back A&M from where they dropkicked my butt from the Social Work program but decided to rebate my money to the loan folks, which caused me to owe them quite a load of cash. I will hopefully be able to get back into UAH. I need to get back to school. If I go back to school in the Spring semester, then I shall be studying psychology and art. Yay. Everyone thinks I’m doing it to become an art therapist, but that’s not the truth. I am going to study those things to become a therapist and learn how to better use my digital camera and do graphic arts. So I’m doing one to hopefully become a career path and the other so that I can do things on the computer and with my camera better. Of course, I’ll have to save up and get a new digital camera because mine is apparently not good enough. It doesn’t have a lot of shutter speed differential, so it’ll be my goof off camera. Or I’ll let my parents have it.
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