Well Enough for a Do-List
I used to be really big on to do lists. Still am, actually. But yesterday was the first time I had made one in quite a while. I simply haven't felt up to it.
Towards the end of our vacation, I started feeling a little off. I figured it was just the result of working hard and playing hard being away from home.
But when I got back to Texas, things didn't get better. In fact, they got worse - much worse.
I couldn't get enough sleep at night - I found it hard to wake up, even after ten hours of sleep. When I was awake, I didn't feel very good. Not necessarily tired, or dizzy, or depressed. Just off. Like someone had reached through time and space, taken a hold of my soul, and pulled it just out of sync with my body.
It was not a good feeling.
I worked hard at my job, and did the things that needed doing around the house, but I felt like I was just trying to fill in the hours before I could go back to bed.
I wasn't taking any new medications, so that wasn't it. In fact, while we were on vacation I quit taking the only med that made me feel bad, because I found something else to take its place. The medicine I quit gave me symptoms very similar to what I was feeling, which is why I was taking it only at night before I quit.
It turns out that going cold on that particular pill was a bad thing. I was experiencing withdrawals. As soon as I resumed taking even half a dose before bed, life turned around significantly. Hooray!
Which is how I ended up with enough energy to actually put together a to-do list yesterday, and even finish half of it.
I won't bore you with the details, except for one item - clothes shopping with Anna. I dreaded this activity, but decided to try to take it in little chunks. Fortunately, our first little chunk yesterday, which consisting of two stores, turned out really well.
I'll have her put on a fashion show so I can post pictures tomorrow. It's what I wanted to post about tonight, but she was busy doing other things. So I did this whole boring prescription drug withdrawal post instead.
Congratulations on making it to the end.
Towards the end of our vacation, I started feeling a little off. I figured it was just the result of working hard and playing hard being away from home.
But when I got back to Texas, things didn't get better. In fact, they got worse - much worse.
I couldn't get enough sleep at night - I found it hard to wake up, even after ten hours of sleep. When I was awake, I didn't feel very good. Not necessarily tired, or dizzy, or depressed. Just off. Like someone had reached through time and space, taken a hold of my soul, and pulled it just out of sync with my body.
It was not a good feeling.
I worked hard at my job, and did the things that needed doing around the house, but I felt like I was just trying to fill in the hours before I could go back to bed.
I wasn't taking any new medications, so that wasn't it. In fact, while we were on vacation I quit taking the only med that made me feel bad, because I found something else to take its place. The medicine I quit gave me symptoms very similar to what I was feeling, which is why I was taking it only at night before I quit.
It turns out that going cold on that particular pill was a bad thing. I was experiencing withdrawals. As soon as I resumed taking even half a dose before bed, life turned around significantly. Hooray!
Which is how I ended up with enough energy to actually put together a to-do list yesterday, and even finish half of it.
I won't bore you with the details, except for one item - clothes shopping with Anna. I dreaded this activity, but decided to try to take it in little chunks. Fortunately, our first little chunk yesterday, which consisting of two stores, turned out really well.
I'll have her put on a fashion show so I can post pictures tomorrow. It's what I wanted to post about tonight, but she was busy doing other things. So I did this whole boring prescription drug withdrawal post instead.
Congratulations on making it to the end.
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