It's a wash

I was sleeping too much before Celexa, due to my depression and crying jags. Now I'm sleeping too much because of the Celexa. But at least the crying jags have cut down in frequency.

Five more months of documenting my "diet and exercise..." before submitting to insurance to see if they'll approve me for weight loss surgery.

Hurry up and wait.

In the meantime, I'm still dealing with my grief. Seventeen months since dad passed. I'm in shock still. Refuse to believe it. Miss him tremendously. Even though I've got siblings, and my mother is still alive, I feel like my entire sense of family is gone. Orphaned. And I've got the over-riding sensation that everything about existence is random and without meaning.

3/10/10

Went for my first official weigh-in to start the documentation my insurance co., requires prior to approving me for surgery.

Also marks two weeks since I started Celexa. I'm a zombie, but at least I'm not crying every day like I have for the last 17 months. EVERY DAY.