and I'm still here. It's been a tough week. I finally had a chance to see my primary care physician about my insomnia, depression, panic attacks and anxiety. I didn't realize just how bad I felt until I spoke with him. That was a good thing. In the end he prescribed an anti-depressant and Ambien to help me sleep. The anti-depressant will take a few weeks to fully help me, but in the end I will be better. I'm also fortunate the DH is understanding of what I'm going through and has been a great supporter.
So if I seem less chatty, less productive, over the next few weeks, please know I will be back to my normal self soon. For now I need to take care of myself.
Yesterday I took the Scrap Therapy class. It was good to go on a quilty excursion. The class was small, only three of us, but it was a lot of fun. I made a dent in cutting my scraps. The shop was new to me and I liked it. I bought some gifts and for myself three spools of silk thread for applique. On the way home I stopped at a country store. I found a ceramic rolling pin decorated with cherries. My MIL once won a ribbon for her cherry pies. They are fantastic. This will be a great Mother's Day gift for her.