I slept all day in two-hour increments. I would wake up, look at the clock and say, "Sheesh! It's twelve o'clock already?" then I would close my eyes for only a minute. Honest. Then it would be miraculously two pm. Repeat repeat repeat.
It is my belief that someone let the word out that I was a fantastic host, and now every bacteria and virus in the area has decided to move in. On a semi-permanent basis. Or it could just be the same dang thing hanging on forever and ever with brief periods of time (a day or two?) where I feel fine.
On the plus side, I feel too wretched to be Depressed. Ha.
Changed to taking meds in the evening the previous night. (Sunday). I'll try that for a while and see how it goes. Impossible to gauge now with baverioviralblah.
Grateful Crap: the three-year old clinging to my arm as I type. Meowing and Rawrfing. She cannot decide whether she is a dog or a cat. These crises of faith come so early these days.
slept A Lot.
took meds (in the evening) 150mg sertraling, 450mg bupropion.
Quaker, teacher, parent,