And then there's me not doing something asked of me because the med or other request is toxic and will screw up my quality of life. Do I still get the hug? Yeah? No. Well, at least I get to keep some semblance of #qualityoflife. So tired of guarding my life. I'll settle for a nap.
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Heather Turiello
I had to admit to my doctor today that I’ve been so “off” and didn’t do any of the things he asked me to do. I was afraid he’d be disappointed in me for not doing what we agreed was best for me. He gave me a little hug.
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