Meh
I’m still alive. Just a little apathetic.
I’m not sure how to explain it other than I don’t really give a damn about anything these days. I’m just sort of “meh.”
It’s only been a week since my dr upped my z@loft dosage, so it’s too soon for it to be working. Another week or so and I should be right as rain. Don’t give up on me, k?
Filed under daily, happy pills | Comments (6)Why don’t they weigh me AFTER they take my blood?
I went to the doctor today. She adjusted my z@oloft dosage and drew blood to test for other deficiencies. She’s also checking my thyroid and cholesterol just for kicks.
But the big news is that the nurse was able to use the normal blood pressure cuff on me instead of the fatty cuff. I almost cried. How effing cool is that?
Also, I weigh 6 pounds more there than I do here at home. I’m totally blaming my shoes. They’re really heavy.
Filed under happy pills | Comments (3)Overwhelmed
I got some new supplements a couple of weeks ago. A multivitamin and some iron, to be exact. After a week of taking them, I felt remarkably better. I’m pretty sure it was the iron that made the most difference, since I’m anemic, but, I digress. I had a few days of feeling great and then it went downhill. FAST. Apparently, taking the iron at the same time as my z@loft was a mistake. Something went wonky and my z@loft stopped working. I had a very bad couple of days until I figured out what was going on. I moved my iron pill to the evening and things are better now. But, sheesh… that was terrible.
I got to see Maddie play with the other kids at school yesterday and it was so obvious that my girl is hyper. She was running around like a spaz trying to play with all the balls she could get her hands on, and the other kids just sort of played calmly. It may be because she’s older than all the other kids in her class, but I’m guessing it’s just that she’s a total spaz.
In order to try and curb the “drunk on freedom” thing she’s got going, we’re weaning her off the play yard. Now don’t get your knickers in a a twist or anything. Maddie isn’t confined to her play yard every waking minute of the day, but she doesn’t have free run of the house, either. We opted not to childproof the whole house and instead keep a tight rein on Maddie. (We have the extension kit for the yard and it literally takes up more than half of the available space in our living room. She’s not in a veal fattening pen or anything. (GAH! Defensive much??)) Last night and this morning, we gated off the living room and let her run wild. My lord. She’s into EVERYTHING. I feel like all I’m doing is telling her “no.” She’s worn me out and we’ve only been up for three hours.
She also decided that she doesn’t need to hold our hands when we’re out and about. At the pumpkin patch on Friday, she kept ripping her hand away and taking off. I decided right there and then that I was going to buy a kid leash. I used to be one of those judgmental childless people that frowned on the leash. Now? I’m getting two in case one breaks.
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We’re supposed to have severe storms again tonight. Hail, tornadoes, regular Texas spring weather. Anyhow, this means the park outing is off for tomorrow. Instead, the playgroup moms are meeting at Chick-fil-a to let the kids play at the indoor playground and have lunch afterward. I’ve decided not to go. Maddie’s too young to play at Chick-fil-a, so it would really just be us meeting for lunch. That’s too much for me. I mean, if I’m uncomfortable, I can’t wander over to the swings for a breather. In the restaurant, I’d sort of be stuck. This makes me feel like I’m going to barf, so I figure I’ll skip this one. There’s an outing for storytime at the library on Tuesday, so I’m going to aim for that, instead. Yes, I realize this makes me a giant dork, but cut me some slack, ok? I’m trying.
I went to the doctor today for month four of my weight loss requirement and she decided all on her own to up my Z*oloft dose. I mean, I wasn’t complaining about it or anything. She just thinks a higher dose will be better. Let’s hope so. I’m nervous about messing with a good thing, but who knows? Maybe the higher dose will have me pooping rainbows and sunshine.
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