Pills, shrinks and getting out of a hole

It's been a while...
Now that I'm working at another branch, I don't have the opportunity to sneakily work away at this blog as I used to when I was working on my own. A new weekend manager was recently appointed, a young dude, who I think will do well at the job. I've been filling in until he is trained up, then I'll be helping him and the weekday manager with maintenance-type issues.
The main development for me in the past month or so is that I have started seeing my local GP, a very nice man, at the gentle but firm prodding of my lovely wife. It was time for me to do something positive about this emotional hole which I have dug for myself over the past few years.
So, the doc and I have had a few chats. He prescribed some small white pills - Cipramil - for me to take. They are anti-depressants. The hope is that they will help lift some of the fog in my brain and get me thinking some positive thoughts, which might lead to some positive actions. It's been about two weeks now. I can't say that I have noticed any real change, but my wife is acting as the canary in the mine here, and she says that I'm sleeping better (not thrashing around so much) and that my tone of voice isn't so edgy. This has to be a good thing.
I saw the doc again yesterday and he gave me the name of a psychologist. I'm waiting to hear back from her now. Apparently the government will subsidize the cost of 12 visits in a 12 month period, so it won't wind up costing me a bomb (hopefully). At the moment, I have to say that I'm looking forward to talking to someone about what has been going on in my head over the years. As my GP said, it is probably time that my brain was "downloaded" a bit, which made me laugh.
Now that this process has been started, I want to see it through to some sort of conclusion. I know that this is something I should have done years ago. My best guess is that it was/is fear that stopped me doing anything about it. I suspect that I will have some confronting times ahead.
On other news, I got an email yesterday for my highschool's 35th anniversary reunion, to be held in a pub in North Sydney in November. This should be fun. I've been to a number of these - held every 5 years - and I've been struck by what a basically decent bunch of bastards we seem to be. About 90 0r so dudes turn up. I suspect that some of us will now be granddads. What a hoot.
Work on the web site has slowed down to a crawl in the past month. There's not much more I can do now. The folks at Netreach have to finalize some things and then we will be ready for testing. I will let you know when this happens, but no projections as to when that might be. It's taken much longer than I had thought but it should be worth the wait.
Younger son, Max, had braces fitted to his teeth a week ago. He seems to be coping without any great dramas. Some sensitivity in the first few days, as some of his teeth were being gently pushed in new directions, but he has no trauma at all. There are about 10 other kids at the school who have braces, so it's no big deal. Seeing a plaster mould of his upper and lower teeth, with so many of them in the wrong position and/or twisted, was quite a shock. The hope is that they will gradually go into their correct slots over the course of the next 20 months or so. No sticky or hard food in the meantime!
I'm looking forward to the site being open for business, and getting back in some sort of contact with those of you who I've gotten to know over the past years. This should be fun, and I'm hoping that we will share some laughs along the way.
Stay well until next time.