The PSQR-9
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thirteenrocksEach time I see therapist lady, I'm required to fill out the PSQR-9.
The PSQR-9 is a form that makes the subjective into objective. A series of questions that measures depression.
Karla doesn't take much stock into the form. She rather make her own decision on other data than a Mayo clinic form.
My average score is below a 5. What gives me points is my sleep pattern.
Last night I went to bed at 7:00 p.m. and I slept till 8:00 a.m. Correction: I woke up at 4:30 a.m. and went back to bed.
My sleep pattern has always been a concern for me. Bound to be fucked up, because of my wacky work scheduel (most third shift people have fucked up sleeping patterns), my concern is that I sleep all the time, and am pretty unmotivated. Contary to popular belief, although I was productive yesterday, I made more of a disaster area, than progress. I abhore a messy house-specially when the messy house is my own.
That, and I missed a few phone calls during my slumber. Al and Circa November 2006 Lon, who is back in town.
My realistic goals today: Clean the house, Order my new glasses, Culligan Man comes at 1:00 p.m. (PLEASE LET THEM BE CUTE), pay bills and run to post office, and go to Dawns Yoga Studo at 5:15. I work at 11:00 p.m-11:00 a.m. tomarrow. Which, not only BLOWS my Thursday, but sucks.
The PSQR-9 is a form that makes the subjective into objective. A series of questions that measures depression.
Karla doesn't take much stock into the form. She rather make her own decision on other data than a Mayo clinic form.
My average score is below a 5. What gives me points is my sleep pattern.
Last night I went to bed at 7:00 p.m. and I slept till 8:00 a.m. Correction: I woke up at 4:30 a.m. and went back to bed.
My sleep pattern has always been a concern for me. Bound to be fucked up, because of my wacky work scheduel (most third shift people have fucked up sleeping patterns), my concern is that I sleep all the time, and am pretty unmotivated. Contary to popular belief, although I was productive yesterday, I made more of a disaster area, than progress. I abhore a messy house-specially when the messy house is my own.
That, and I missed a few phone calls during my slumber. Al and Circa November 2006 Lon, who is back in town.
My realistic goals today: Clean the house, Order my new glasses, Culligan Man comes at 1:00 p.m. (PLEASE LET THEM BE CUTE), pay bills and run to post office, and go to Dawns Yoga Studo at 5:15. I work at 11:00 p.m-11:00 a.m. tomarrow. Which, not only BLOWS my Thursday, but sucks.
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Date: 26 Mar 2008 15:00 (UTC)Hell, hot doctors too. Hot nice doctors. I had this black doctor old enough to be my daddy (in more than one way) come up to me on Sunday and he's like, "What's your name, I've never seen you before." So I tell him my name and he goes, "I'm pretty good with faces, and I know I'd remember yours."
I'm like...
O-kayayyyyyyyyy. All giddy and blushing and shit.
hawt.
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Date: 27 Mar 2008 04:58 (UTC)Hugs, Jon
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Date: 27 Mar 2008 05:44 (UTC)Re: 2 words
Date: 27 Mar 2008 05:45 (UTC)