There isn't much to share today. I set a goal to walk (waddle) a mile and did just that. No fanfare needed.
I had a few issues that upset me, but worked my way through them and that was that.
I have an appointment with the hated psych nurse in the morning, and also with the billing department for the Intensive Outpatient Program. They will give me a tour of the facility at that time.
I am scared. Scared was the word of the day today but in the end I had to let it go. I realized that it did no good to hold on to it. Scared, scared, scared, scared....is this doing anything? No.