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So about three weeks ago I made an appointment to see a doctor. Suddenly, on Monday, I get a call out of the blue telling me I need to reschedule the appointment, because the doctor has a meeting! How she didn't know about the meeting before now is a mystery, and a very annoying one. The problem is that every replacement time they offered, I can't make because I have uni. So now I'm seeing a nurse instead. The problem is that I've already seen a nurse about my back (my boyfriend's mother) and she ...

...I have to go see my shrink. And just for something different, I have no hallucinations to report. It's the first time since they started again! It's great, but I can't help but wonder how long it's going to last. I mean, I'm used to them by now, but it was really frustrating when they started again. And now they seem to have settled down for the time being, at a time when I'm starting to get stressed about uni. And that doesn't make sense, because stress is one of their causes! It's really confusing ...

Okay, so I got the results. As it turns out, I was worried for absolutely no reason. The shrink just worded his phone call message badly, and the EEG found absolutely nothing wrong at all. So I don't have temporal lobe epilepsy, and they still don't know what's causing my psychosis. Which is both good and bad. It's good because I don't have anything terribly wrong, it's bad because I don't have any answers. So there you go.

In other news, I have a cat sitting on my lap. Not one of ...

I haven't posted for quite a while, huh? But I feel like I need to.

Bit of background. I was diagnosed in 2009 (I think) with first-episode psychosis. I won't go into the details of what I experienced, but let's just say I was experiencing daily hallucinations. Pretty much, I was hearing internal voices. I had a nice little commentary team in my head (much sarcasm there; it wasn't fun at all).

Fast forward to this year, and I had an EEG. I went to my shrinks Friday ...

I don't know if it's part of my psychosis or if life is just playing funny buggers, but time feels like it's passing extra slowly. Five minutes feels like ten, and one hour feels like three. I last had re-enactment so long ago (aka last night) that it feels like it should be Wednesday. Watching TV shows I enjoy seems to be the only thing that's making time pass at some semblance of normal speed, but I can't just spend my life watching TV. Particularly with my last exam coming up on Thursday. ...