Occupational Health appt took me through til 10, worked pretty solidly with a stop for a chat with Paul and a brief trip into town for a coffee and to pick up Em's Radiohead tickets at 1ish, then left at 4 to head to the doctors. Long wait, he agreed doubling the dose might help, thought I might be right in my preference to stay at work trying to fix things, said he'd right a letter referring me for a psychiatrist's appt, and said definitely avoid the booze on the higher dose of pills. It's been the most productive day I've had at work in a long long time, but I don't know how long I can keep it up. And I just keep feeling terribly bleak and empty whenever I stop to think for too long. Never mind, will just keep working at it. Killing time now before I go to the pub, and trying to feel like I still want to.