Started new meds today. I am tapering off sertraline and tapering on (that's not a thing, is it) venlafaxine. It will take five full weeks before I am completely switched over.
So far I have not noticed any difference, but I am only on 35mg of the venlafaxine and I have not changed the dose on my usual meds (still 150mg sertraline and 450mg bupropion)
Friend stopped by today. It was nice. I showed off my crazy garden.
Today I built a trellis out of giant tinker-toys for the pumpkins. And added height to the wire shelving trellis I use for the peas. I also planted personal sized watermelons and added a trellis for them.
Moved some cabbages because they were too crowded. I hope they survive.
Spouse is still ill.
This means that all the things I typically rely on him to do when I am down are just not getting done. My solution thusfar has been to stay outside as much as possible. And ignore the precarious pile of dishes and laundry that will soon envelop us all.
I don't have a picture of the new trellis tower for the pumpkins. I quite like it. I also suspect that wire shelving might make an okay modular fence to keep out the bunnies. Maybe?
The only animal problem we have had so far: someone has been nipping off the head of the dwarf sunflower planted in the middle of the berry garden.
Watching the World Cup is not relaxing and therapeutic for me. I think my blood pressure must skyrocket. And I yell. I enjoy it, mind you, but I can tell it gets me all hopped up on adrenaline for hours afterwards.
I'm not kidding. And it isn't that i am so super jazzed about football that I can't calm down. The chemicals are just left over making me jittery. I try to breathe them out. I take deep breaths. I exhale through pursed lips.
Talked to boss today and let her know the plan. In addition to her being supportive of me, she is interested in knowing more about clinical Depression. So it is enjoyable to talk to her in many ways.
And I feel like I am doing a good job both in my professionalism and my evangelism. Two isms in one blow.
Still my face is clay. And everything is irritating to me. I snap-- particularly at eldest son. Most often it is probably uncalled for.
This post is scattered but I am not going to go back and fix it.
I need more lettuce to plant in the garden.
Grateful Crap: not sure. something new.
150mg sertraline; 450mg bupropion; 35mg venlafaxine
talked to friend (if briefly)
plans to be social
returned phone call within same day
listened to voicemail
did not get lost on way to work. only took one wrong turn, but i knew where I was.
Quaker, teacher, parent,