Flying the coop

I totally hung out with the football team again today. I think they wish they had biceps like mine. That's right. *flex*

I think I misjudged how many of them there were. Shoved in a tiny space like that, I was guessing twenty. Since I got to the gym a tiny bit late today, they left before I was done, and as I was leaving, I saw them doing some crab-crawling racing or something on the basketball court. I am certain now that there's at least 40 of them. That's how many strapping young men I'm dodging when I sit down and do my little shoulder presses with my little ten-pound weights. *grin* I don't think this will ever cease to entertain me. Well, actually, it's more entertaining on days like today when I just grab an elliptical and hang out there for 40 minutes. Not as much on the days I do the dodging.

Oh well. What doesn't kill us makes us football players, I guess.

The kids and I are going to visit my parents in Ohio on Friday, and we're staying for a little over a week. The kids and my parents will be crazy thrilled to see each other, and I love to watch the interaction (and I am, in fact, looking forward to seeing them too). Plus, we have a family friend in town who is a counselor, and my parents and George have all encouraged me to go see her, just to see if someone I already know and trust gives me a similar diagnosis.

I think in the past 12 hours or so, I'm starting to prep myself just in case I hear a repeat of Friday's session. If I do, I've decided I'm going to allow an hour for myself. In this hour, I will cry. And cry and cry. After my hour is done, it's on to planning my next steps.

This Ohio counselor I plan to see once. If she says the same thing my therapist at home did, I'll go back to her when I come home. If not, I'm looking for someone else in nearby cities.

Also, while I'm visiting Mom and Dad, I plan to talk with a pharmacist I've dealt with before who specializes in natural remedies, vitamins, natural hormone supplements. I'm going to ask him if he knows a therapist who supports this kind of approach. He's recommended St. John's Wort for me before, but I have done some reading and have found that SJW actually is the only known vitamin that completely negates effectiveness for the birth control I'm currently using.

Okay. Hold up. I have to laugh at this.

Can you imagine? I'm trying squash PPD, and I end up getting pregnant again? That is not a solution.

I may be sick for saying this, but that's funny.