Dealing with depression: I was first diagnosed with depression this past August, about a week or so before starting this blog. I've seen symptoms of it sometime before that. After the August diagnosis, I was prescribed Prozac, which seemed to work fine until Super Bowl Sunday, when I found myself in the emergency room at Akron City Hospital. I then followed it up with a 36 hour stay at St. Thomas Hospital.
Only reason I wrote the above paragraph is to let others know that help is available in case you feel helpless and can't figure how to cope. At the very least, find someone to talk to. I am talking to a twelve stepper at work and getting some pointers from him(for the record, I don't drink) I am seriously thinking about going to an Emotions Anonomyous meeting sometime soon.
Stick and stones may break my bones: But words spoken, e-mailed, and posted last week made me feel great. A poster named "larrydolan" had noticed that I had not posted in the past few days before that and wondered where I was. My first response was to let others know that I wasn't mad at anybody, but that I was dealing with "personal issues". In my next post, I did mention that I was dealing with depression. I then got several posts in response to that one, basically telling me that I had their prayers and/or support. I got more support than I expected. Thanks everyone.
Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Joshua Baker: We went to Columbus Saturday in the MrsWIXYmobile to attend the wedding of our nephew, Josh Baker. First thing I was told when I got to the church, from the parents of the groom was that they were praying for me last week. The wedding itself was a real great affair(the groomsmen and preacher came out to the theme for "cops"-bad boys, bad boys). After the ceremony we were walking through the line of the wedding party shaking hands when the bride, Torri, hugged me and told me that she had been praying for me and said that she couldn't imagine getting married without me there. She made me feel special on her special day.
I will be fine.