Funny way to actually title this entry but with all the changes at work, and the craziness accompanying it, I’m trying my hardest and best to keep my sanity though I admit that is daunting and challenging as well. More than I like to admit but today, finally, our new department head finally transferred over and she’s fine. She’s nice….

Though that’s fine and I feel like it, she’ll keep us all in line because a lot of us–not me, mind you because I do my job always, needs help keeping on task a lot of the time but that’s the perils of working with teenagers and younger adults than me (remember I am 35, so middle age now), but it’s fine. I suppose it was inevitable that it would happen, that the new department head would come over sooner than later but I’m glad because now, I might not have to close a lot of the time as I usually do and get my Tuesdays off for my doctor appointments. That’s something I’ve been meaning to get because my surgeon that did my bariatric surgery finally opened his own practice away from the hospital and he finally accepts my insurance which is fantastic because he’s an excellent doctor and I trust his word beyond anything else. And besides I’ve been seeing him for my care for nearly two years and he’s been guiding me though I’m not sure how long I’m meant to see him but I am, which I am grateful for.

I just hated how he was pushed out of the private hospital in favor for treating medicare patients and losing that part of his wing of the hospital.Oh well. It happens I guess. Sometimes private hospitals makes those decisions despite not understanding any of them, well I didn’t because it meant that my insurance was taken by his new practice and I had to wait and try to find a new provider which didn’t work out for me. Frustratedly. Though looking back on this year, I’m surprised I’m still alive after getting allergic to one of my main medications used for my moods, aka my mood stabilizer though I understand know that those things happen too.

Life is funny that way, sometimes, I guess. Either way, with the new department head finally here, things can be a bit more normal and flow a lot better. I couldn’t be happier even elated about that fact. Though the matters at hand is that I had to start working out finally—

I finally did with Ring Fit.
It’s a workout game that’s on the Switch and it’s intensive to the point of actually working out correctly which is great. I realize that while Wegovy has definitely helped me slim down, it won’t help me tone out my body or the rest of myself in the way I envisioned myself as. That’s the biggest hurdle I had to overcome and still have to force myself to consider highly because it’s true.

Finally found a costume idea that I wanted–or I will do for Halloween which I already have a lot of the pieces for–Cleopatra VII, which is going to be great because two Halloweens ago, I was off and now I’m off again this upcoming Halloween and intend to trick o’treat with this whole neighborhood which participates and even has police guide everyone …it was such a treat and honestly, I want to do it again.

Though now with my mental health, I’m trying to set up therapy through Telehealth but I’ll see how it pans out because it usually doesn’t work for me due to not being able to concentrate– key distractions honestly but I hope that the information that my aunt gave me for her therapy group helps me a lot better than what I’ve been able to do on my own, unfortunately. I hope that hours can be given or made but it remains to be seen, and for that I am worried for a commitment to therapy in general, because it hadn’t been productive for me in the past and just..I haven’t gotten over the death of my old therapist back when Kobe Bryant died in that plane crash. I mourned privately. I really wish I didn’t have so much to talk about but a lot has gotten to me including the disrespect at work and knowing or not really understanding why some people are abrasive in their speech and just manner, honestly. But sometimes they talk to me in ways that is just demeaning to me and I wouldn’t care but it has happened in front of customers which had a few saying something about it which I don’t blame them. I don’t because it’s harsh. And they act like they don’t wanna be there or whatnot and it’s frustrating because I do care about my job and care about my position but they don’t. Oh well. Maybe therapy can help me address this and a lot of other concerning thoughts, too.