Back to Normal

You know, normal for me.

I have no idea what I’ve done with my splint this time. And I could use it right now.

My stomach hurts.

I could definitely make it to work by 5:30 today. I ought to try. I wasn’t there very long yesterday.

Derek suggested it was something I ate that caused my confusion yesterday. Or maybe I inhaled some kind of fumes. I don’t know. Either of those things are possibilities.

My closest experience to this one was when, in my twenties, my doctor prescribed me Wellbutrin for smoking cessation. One moment I was testing a third grader, and the next, I had wandered into the next room and couldn’t explain why, couldn’t tell anyone where I lived, or what my husband’s name was.

So I wonder if it has something to do with the Concerta. They prescribed it for me when I requested an alternative to the Adderall.

This is interesting. According to drugwatch.com:

Common reactions include headache, abdominal pain, trouble sleeping, nervousness, dizziness and decreased appetite. More serious side effects include slight increases in heart rate and blood pressure, psychiatric symptoms and drug dependence.

Might have to try something else.

I’m back up on the scale. I was down here last night, got into the cereal. I can’t have it in the house, that’s all. Will have to find something the kids like but I don’t.

Of course, I didn’t think I liked Cap’n Crunch Oops! All Berries until last night. And, really, I don’t love them. I just “needed” something crunchy and sweet.

I hope I didn’t freak anybody out yesterday. Eddie and Finny seemed worried. “Are you okay to drive?”

I said I thought so. And, sure enough, I made it home unscathed.

But my thoughts were just bizarre. It wasn’t like being drunk or high. It was…I was scared of literally everything. Nothing connected to anything.

I can’t describe it any better than that.

It was one of the most unpleasant experiences of my life.

I’m doing okay, now, though it didn’t occur to me not to take the Concerta this morning. I suspect the Concerta because it’s the newest change in meds, except for being off the Abilify for the last few weeks.

Rite-aid is terrible. They never pick up their phone and they never return my calls. I’m going to have to just go in there today and wait in line to talk to them. Probably only to be told that the Abilify was filled at another store and I should go to that store.

And it’s a new year, which means all of my prescriptions are going to cost a lot more.

I am really doing an awesome job of bumming myself out, right now.

Happy thoughts…lobster, back rubs, Shane, things that are funny, Desmond’s laugh, long days, summer nights, regular—not diet, regular—Coke, baths, heated blankets, clean houses, waterfalls, starry skies, the ocean, being held.

Better.

Have a terrific Tuesday, my readers. Drive safe. Talk later. Thanks for reading 📖 ❤️