No panic attacks and no naps this morning. I managed to be quite productive, doing my laundry and cleaning my room, but I am now very, very tired. On the verge of crankiness.
For the first time, the drive home felt long. But I got good news at work. Some extra shifts and my boss said that he was happy to have me there, to have made the exchange. A small thing, but my ego needs boasting. I had some bad days at work, those days where I feel useless and where I feel the weight of my medication, that makes me slightly slow. But now I feel a bit more confident.
Luckily all I have left to my day now is a very English tea (milk and sugar to warm my heart and soul)with Digestives, some reading and then my bed.
Bed, sweet bed