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Jun. 13th, 2011 12:00 pmSigh.
So, Friday evening I was feeling pretty darn good, almost normal, and was thinking this weekend just past I'd be turning the corner on my health, just a little bit. Saturday morning Tom would go to the range while I relaxed with the boys at home, then depending on weather and the Zodling Sillyness Index we'd either take them to Cottonwood Creek Park, or I'd go to a bookstore while Tom hung out with the boys at home. Sunday would be church for me and either the park or the bookstore in the afternoon, whichever didn't happen Saturday.
This did not happen.
I started having massive stomach troubles starting around 3 am Saturday morning, which progressed to the point that I had to have Tom take over making the Zodlings lunch while said fishsticks were in the middle of the first 11 min. stint in the oven. (He did excellent work wrangling said Zodlings solo, btw.) I spent most of the afternoon in bed. I had an accompanying major major mood crash, which was not fun. And over the course of the entire day, all I ate were waffles at breakfast, a few nibbles of toast midafternoon, and a touch of applesauce to help choke down my meds. I was in too much physical pain for anything else.
Joy.
Sunday got a little better. I took it very easy and safe with my meals - no waffles for a start. Plain cheerios and a small cup of juice. Really delicious miso soup that Tom found at the Comm. and made me for my lunch. Tom wrangled the boys into leaving poor Mommy alone and not climbing on me and shrieking as they are occasionally wont to do. And by late afternoon I was well enough that Tom drove me to the bookstore and dropped me off while he took the boys to the nearby sporting goods store for an hour.
It was splendid. :D I couldn't get the next volume of D.Greyman I wanted, or any of my other manga currently in progress - but I *did* come across the first two volumes in the Temeraire series, which I've heard good things about online but never got around to trying. Alt-history of the Napoleonic Wars with dragons? Yes please!
I liked the opening paragraphs so much I bought books one AND two, since God only knows when I'll get to a bookstore again.
Heh. I tore through most of His Majesty's Dragon sitting on the patio while the boys romped and tried to figure out how to manage the swings without adult assistance. (Mark's getting close, but Jack still can't quite figure out how to mount without aid; he can climb up from behind and wriggle into a kneeling position, and then gets stuck. Coming at the swing from the front and then sitting down does not seem to occur to him, and he looks terribly confused when you try to teach him.) Finished all of HMD AND Throne of Jade by midnight.
Fortunately my ambien requires an empty stomach. <_< Speaking of which.... the meds are helping aside from the mood crash Saturday, which I am partially inclined to attribute to being upset that my stomach illness ruined my plans, and Tom is partially inclined to attribute to my habit of taking the anti-depressant in midafternoon. I'm switching to mornings, when possible, to see if that helps keep my med levels reasonable during waking hours. Ambien is interesting. The empty-stomach requirement is a pain, but the pills are tiny enough I can swig them down with lots of water, no applesauce necessary. They do, as advertised, knock me out reasonably swiftly, which is kinda nice - but the length of sleep time is pretty variable. First night, I took it a little after 7 pm, and woke up suddenly and irretrievably around 3 am. Next night I took it between 9 and 10 pm, expecting to say asleep two hours later than the first night. I woke up around 4:30 am. Last night? Took it around midnight and woke up promptly at 5 am when Tom's alarm started going off. I stayed in bed a couple more hours, since my schedule is different than his, but I never really got back to sleep. I haven't noticed any strange side effects, and Tom reports I haven't attempted somnambulent driving or anything of the sort. The solid sleep is nice, but not as restorative as I had hoped. The prozac is ok, but again, as previously posted, hasn't really fixed my mood to the extent I'd like and hasn't improved my energy levels. Going to talk about that when I go to the therapist Thursday. I'm also starting some iron supplements, because my dizzy spells are annoying, significantly predate the start of the other meds, and are a frequent symptom of anemia, which i'm already getting tested for. Sigh. I may need to swap out my default icon from Filia to Mutsumi Otohime. The supplements aren't bad, and are as easy to swallow as the ambien. But it's a pain in the ass to juggle one pill that CAN"T be taken with food, one that SHOULD be taken with food to avoid nausea, and one I don't HAVE to take with food technically but need to bc I can't swallow the pill unaided. I just hope it all works. I want my life to gain some semblence of normalcy and coping ability.
So, Friday evening I was feeling pretty darn good, almost normal, and was thinking this weekend just past I'd be turning the corner on my health, just a little bit. Saturday morning Tom would go to the range while I relaxed with the boys at home, then depending on weather and the Zodling Sillyness Index we'd either take them to Cottonwood Creek Park, or I'd go to a bookstore while Tom hung out with the boys at home. Sunday would be church for me and either the park or the bookstore in the afternoon, whichever didn't happen Saturday.
This did not happen.
I started having massive stomach troubles starting around 3 am Saturday morning, which progressed to the point that I had to have Tom take over making the Zodlings lunch while said fishsticks were in the middle of the first 11 min. stint in the oven. (He did excellent work wrangling said Zodlings solo, btw.) I spent most of the afternoon in bed. I had an accompanying major major mood crash, which was not fun. And over the course of the entire day, all I ate were waffles at breakfast, a few nibbles of toast midafternoon, and a touch of applesauce to help choke down my meds. I was in too much physical pain for anything else.
Joy.
Sunday got a little better. I took it very easy and safe with my meals - no waffles for a start. Plain cheerios and a small cup of juice. Really delicious miso soup that Tom found at the Comm. and made me for my lunch. Tom wrangled the boys into leaving poor Mommy alone and not climbing on me and shrieking as they are occasionally wont to do. And by late afternoon I was well enough that Tom drove me to the bookstore and dropped me off while he took the boys to the nearby sporting goods store for an hour.
It was splendid. :D I couldn't get the next volume of D.Greyman I wanted, or any of my other manga currently in progress - but I *did* come across the first two volumes in the Temeraire series, which I've heard good things about online but never got around to trying. Alt-history of the Napoleonic Wars with dragons? Yes please!
I liked the opening paragraphs so much I bought books one AND two, since God only knows when I'll get to a bookstore again.
Heh. I tore through most of His Majesty's Dragon sitting on the patio while the boys romped and tried to figure out how to manage the swings without adult assistance. (Mark's getting close, but Jack still can't quite figure out how to mount without aid; he can climb up from behind and wriggle into a kneeling position, and then gets stuck. Coming at the swing from the front and then sitting down does not seem to occur to him, and he looks terribly confused when you try to teach him.) Finished all of HMD AND Throne of Jade by midnight.
Fortunately my ambien requires an empty stomach. <_< Speaking of which.... the meds are helping aside from the mood crash Saturday, which I am partially inclined to attribute to being upset that my stomach illness ruined my plans, and Tom is partially inclined to attribute to my habit of taking the anti-depressant in midafternoon. I'm switching to mornings, when possible, to see if that helps keep my med levels reasonable during waking hours. Ambien is interesting. The empty-stomach requirement is a pain, but the pills are tiny enough I can swig them down with lots of water, no applesauce necessary. They do, as advertised, knock me out reasonably swiftly, which is kinda nice - but the length of sleep time is pretty variable. First night, I took it a little after 7 pm, and woke up suddenly and irretrievably around 3 am. Next night I took it between 9 and 10 pm, expecting to say asleep two hours later than the first night. I woke up around 4:30 am. Last night? Took it around midnight and woke up promptly at 5 am when Tom's alarm started going off. I stayed in bed a couple more hours, since my schedule is different than his, but I never really got back to sleep. I haven't noticed any strange side effects, and Tom reports I haven't attempted somnambulent driving or anything of the sort. The solid sleep is nice, but not as restorative as I had hoped. The prozac is ok, but again, as previously posted, hasn't really fixed my mood to the extent I'd like and hasn't improved my energy levels. Going to talk about that when I go to the therapist Thursday. I'm also starting some iron supplements, because my dizzy spells are annoying, significantly predate the start of the other meds, and are a frequent symptom of anemia, which i'm already getting tested for. Sigh. I may need to swap out my default icon from Filia to Mutsumi Otohime. The supplements aren't bad, and are as easy to swallow as the ambien. But it's a pain in the ass to juggle one pill that CAN"T be taken with food, one that SHOULD be taken with food to avoid nausea, and one I don't HAVE to take with food technically but need to bc I can't swallow the pill unaided. I just hope it all works. I want my life to gain some semblence of normalcy and coping ability.
