*2Flower* To You

I went and saw Dr.

I went and saw Dr. S. again today, which is actually something I look forward to every month. Maybe I am crazy, LOL. I've been seeing him for a few months now, and this is the first time I've really had a lot of stuff bothering me. I've done pretty well at being positive until recently. I think I was thrown off by the whole Cassandra/grandchild issue. Anyway, it seems that like my mom, I am worrying (again) about a lot of things I can't control, and even many things that may never happen. So, I need to be aware of my thoughts more and try to change the unproductive, negative ones. My doctor didn't tell me that, he just let me figure out what the problem was, and I went from there. It was great to just "spill it" and be able to talk to him without him trying to fix me. He's a great guy.

I went to the Social Security office, and hopefully got the whole thing straightened out about Ian's SS#. I tried to apply for our state's insurance for children, but DHS told me that someone else was using Ian's number in another county, so I would have to get some verification from the SS office before Ian could get the insurance. Anyway, it all went my way. After all, I have the SS card with his name and number on it, which the lady at SS said was the only proof I need. Someone transposed a number somewhere else and they need to fix it there. One thing I thought was a little strange when I went in was that there was a sign on the door stating, basically, "no guns allowed" and a security guard (or a police officer--- didn't want to stare too much, LOL) wanted my ID when I first walked in the building. I mean, I live in small town, U.S.A. I don't make it a habit to go to the Social Security office ---I haven't been there since I got married back in 1988. But I didn't expect security there. Maybe it has been since the Oklahoma City bombing or 9/11. Still, it does seem a little too much here.