Unsurprisingly, the doctor wasn’t worried about my head thingies that I brought up at my appointment yesterday. And that’s fine — I didn’t think that they were likely a problem. But I had to teach myself that part of taking care of myself is being proactive enough to go and ask the doctor when I think there’s something wrong. So it should go for physical health, and so it should go for mental health. He definitely wasn’t bothered to listen to my concern and express his opinion, so… can’t complain!
And now, back to doing nothing important, ’cause that’s important in and of itself. *nods firmly*