went to docs this morning, small very steep downhill carpark, as I was parking a car parked opposite to the space I was trying to get in to reversed in to me. didn't see my bright red car. luckily only a scratch. on my way out of carpark down a one way street some numpty was driving towards me, lights flashing as if I was the one going the wrong way. got home to find stoma delivery, had an e-mail and a hone call last week checking which supplies I needed, only half of what I ordered was in the box. really felt I should have stayed in bed this morning.
doc said renal consultant was really worried about my mental state, not the depression part but the flat feeling of nothingness when I don't feel depressed, not sure what that means. anyway he said he would give me fluoxetine. apparently interacts with hydroxy and apixaban which I am taking also causes insomnia which I told him about and can also cause anxiety which I also said I thought I might have. he is going to make me an appointment with a psychiatrist and said he should have done it long ago simply because I had so many varied long term health problems. He had overlooked it because I always seemed so strong. never thought of myself as strong I've just always got on with things.
mentioned the silent migraines and noise sensitivity which he said might be helped by the antidepressants but if not I could always try earmuffs. [think he was trying to be funny and lighten the mood] forgot to ask him about a follow up appointment for fluoxetine.
when my mother saw the list I had for doc she said he would think I was a psychopath going in with a list. she meant hypochondriac [I think] I have begged her not to tell anyone I am a psychopath
