Me: "Doctor, doctor, I'm feeling like a pair of drapes..."
Doctor: "Well pull yourself together!"

Among other homework, I'm supposed to be writing down, every evening, one thing that made me laugh. It's not really a problem, as I said to a friend, as no matter how sad I am there's always something funny happening around me. Take last Thursday, for instance. I hadn't slept for 5 days and was seriously bugging out... I scared even myself, and that's saying something! I went that morning to see my family doctor and he sent me straight over to the Psych Unit at our local hospital.

Well, as you know, I'm not driving so I had my brother-in-law zoom me over. I went in to have a chat with the psychiatrist, and J. was left alone in the waiting room. In 2 hours he was asked at least 4 or 5 times if *he* was okay, if *he* needed anything, and was *he* waiting to chat with anyone? J. is probably one of the best-adjusted, all-around calm men I know, but if you're sitting alone in the psych ward I guess you're gonna generate some professional interest! I was in GF... which he told me stands for "Ground Floor" ... apparently a very common location for mental health units. That's 'cos if you jump out of the window in GF you don't have far to go. I'm sorry, but I found that funny, too!

It's early days, but I'm feeling much more confident that I can beat this depression. Thanks for all the emails and comments. They really, really, helped.