A little help here...

I went to see the doctor on Wednesday. It was time for my annual exam and I needed to have a little conversation with him about going back on my Prozac for a while. Since I wasn't able to get pregnant and I've had a phone call from Dad this week to let me know that a paternity test revealed that Henry isn't biologically Ross's son - I've been having some problems. I've been snapping at Bill and short with Tom and it's become apparent that this whole situation is effecting me more than I thought that it was. Tom has also pointed out that I've been a little short with folks at work. I just can't have that. So, Dr. Stegemoller wrote me a script for Prozac. In a few weeks, I'll be back on track.