Big Day Today

In about an hour, I drive 30 miles to meet with a psychologist for an exam. This is to help Social Security determine whether I'm disabled or not. I'm quite nervous. I have to find the building (I have a map), I've never been to his office, can't find out what he looks like on google, and I have no clue as to what will be asked or what is expected from me.
 So, I'll be in a strange building, with a strange man, asking odd questions, behind closed doors, for an in determinant amount of time. Yeah!!! My calm exterior betrays the heightened and frightened Aspie Survivor senses running amok.
I'm working on remembering a famous line from my previous therapist....a motto to hold onto, if you will, "just be yourself."
 This isn't a test. There are no right or wrong answers. I don't manipulate
....Oh, that was weird...he, the psych, just called me. He asked if I could move my appt back one hour to 1 pm, because Social Security had scheduled 2 people for noon. Ok. So, maybe this is a one hour appt? He sounded relatively harmless.
 Back to my story. Just be myself. There are no wrong answers. I answer as honestly as I can, as a rule, anyway, so I'm in the clear.
 I've worked on being as physically healthy as I can. Walking...I wager and measure every step. I preplan what I need to get and get down, so I don't have to take any unnecessary steps. Too many steps and fatigue. Moving as little as possible so that I, hopefully, can walk into the office appearing somewhat normal. Legs still heavy and stiff, today. The meds seem to help a little bit more each day, if I walk as little as possible.
 Sleep, oh, that exhaustive heavy slumber....been sleeping lots. Restless dreams. Prying myself off the bed to get up and take care of LittleGuy. Appetite, for me, is down...which is kinda nice, less trips to the kitchen.
 Drinking copious amounts of lemon water. Working on flushing the buggers away and out of my system.  Apparently, I am not communicating my needs and lack of physical ability well enough to those around me. Must not have found the right words, descriptive words that accurately describe the physical distress I am in. I've tried. I guess the best thing to do is, keep telling myself I am doing my best and believing it:)
 So, an hour and a half till I leave for my appt. Wish me lucky:) Send happy, strong thoughts:)
Peace and calm to you this day:)