I have not written much lately for several reasons. First, grad school sucks every ounce of energy and life that I have in my energy reserve out of me (think of the spoon theory fellow disease fighters)... and I still don't finish what I have to do. Second, I've hit a point of acceptance where I just do and I don't ask questions. What do I mean by that? There are some non-negotiables right now... I WILL finish grad school, I WILL become licensed, I WILL practice therapy with the chronic/acutely ill and their support systems. I just have to figure out how, and sometimes, I have to go back to the drawing board and re-contract when the disease gets in the way. This is just the way it is right now. It's difficult, and once a week I think I might give up... about twice a week, I am sure I'm giving up, but I never will.
One update is that on Dec. 5th, I am going back into the city to set a date for a 10 day out-patient IV ketamine infusion. Am I excited about it? Not particularly. Do I have any other sensible options at the moment to ensure a remission safely (if that even exists)? Not particularly. It is what it is, and I find moments of joy elsewhere.
Oh, and, GO OBAMA!!!!!