Went to see a new doctor today about anxiety, fainting, and other related stuff.
Of course it's another new medication. Yay.
I was totally dismissed when I said that the only indicator I get is Cobain nudging and circling me about 5 minutes before it happens. Sometimes the only hope to get through it consciously is with his help. Nope, let's not explore why he can pick up on it and I can't.
Moar drugs.