When this mornings mail came through our door I was really happy to see that the c.d that my husband ordered for me for my birthday had finally came through the post but there was a little brown envelope too 'strictly confidential' written on the front and below, my name and address.
I was nervous to open it. I decided to open the package with the c.d in it first so I could feel happy before the dread of what the letter could hold. I thought the letter was another demand to attend a back to work meeting that I have been harassed about attending (even though I can't get out of my house to attend, or have anyone come into my home to hold the meeting)
Any who, it wasn't that! It was actually the letter through for treatment!
September 1st is the big day and I am in complete shock. The idea of 10 weeks was unbearable but I just tried to stay positive and somehow lady luck came through with my mail.
I am full of the 'what ifs' at this point though, all negative what ifs. It is just like OCD to turn around something good into something that has every awful scenario in my mind but I am still happy that I finally have an appointment. Finally getting somewhere, as long as this therapist knows what she is doing.
I don't know how to change the time that shows up when I post these blogs, but it is after 1am and I really should get ready for bed.
Oh, and I also made my first Christmas card, I will post photos of it soon! I think that it looks awesome.