7:26 a.m.I have a bit of a hangover. My shrink suggested a medication change; I'm all for it. I'm still looking for a pill that's gonna make me feel good for no reason at all! I saw him on Tuesday, and I have to see him again next Tuesday to see how the new med is doing me. Actually, I am coming off of Wellbutrin and working my way onto Cymbalta, a new drug that works on all three of the neuro-transmitters that are figured to be connected with depression. So I went down to 150mg Wellbutrin and started at 30mg Cymbalta. If all goes well, he'll take me off Wellbutrin and up my Cymbalta to 60mg next week.
You're not supposed to drink a lot with any of these drugs - and I've given up red wine because it has tended to make me have bad headaches, sometimes migraines - and I usually don't drink that much at all, but for some reason last night I had two strong Southern Comfort and Sprite, and I felt the hangover coming in the middle of the night. I don't know which was waking me up more, the hangover or the storm.
It rained and snowed all night last night and I couldn't get the gate open this morning. I had to climb the fence to go get Sophie! I almost didn't get the driver's side front door open on the Suburban, but that's the only one I did get open.
I'm not even gonna think about cleaning up this house till all the visiting dogs are gone! Sophie is done Sunday, and L comes back to get Maud on Tuesday. That's the 28th. R comes back on the 30th, so I'll have a couple of days to really clean...
When I arrived in his office, my shrink said, "Are you filled with the Christmas Spirit?"
I said, "Achh!"
He said, "It could be worse; you could be filled with the Holy Spirit!"
How true, how true.
Lu's coming over tonight (with cookies, I hope) for soup and smoke and Regenbogen. I better get to the Leek and cheddar soup.
You're not supposed to drink a lot with any of these drugs - and I've given up red wine because it has tended to make me have bad headaches, sometimes migraines - and I usually don't drink that much at all, but for some reason last night I had two strong Southern Comfort and Sprite, and I felt the hangover coming in the middle of the night. I don't know which was waking me up more, the hangover or the storm.
It rained and snowed all night last night and I couldn't get the gate open this morning. I had to climb the fence to go get Sophie! I almost didn't get the driver's side front door open on the Suburban, but that's the only one I did get open.
I'm not even gonna think about cleaning up this house till all the visiting dogs are gone! Sophie is done Sunday, and L comes back to get Maud on Tuesday. That's the 28th. R comes back on the 30th, so I'll have a couple of days to really clean...
When I arrived in his office, my shrink said, "Are you filled with the Christmas Spirit?"
I said, "Achh!"
He said, "It could be worse; you could be filled with the Holy Spirit!"
How true, how true.
Lu's coming over tonight (with cookies, I hope) for soup and smoke and Regenbogen. I better get to the Leek and cheddar soup.
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