So here is my solving my crisis update.
I'm down to 15 mg of Cymbalta a day, I haven't gotten a migraine this week and I should be getting my period tomorrow. This has been a very shifty week. My moods are not very predictable lately and I feel cold all the time. I'm not complaining but I am hyper aware of whats going on, being in midlife crisis and all. I am finding that I am feeling things more intensely. I feel REALLY pissed off when I am mad but I am also happier when I am happy. I am not manic or bipolar- just feeling. I am enjoying a sunny day more and damn, my house is clean. My cleaning neurosis seems to be returning and the fact that my house looks like my housekeeper was JUST here and has looked that way consistently for a few days is enough to get me cheering from my rooftop. I am actually saving time- or actually- gaining free time because I am not putting things off. I clean the kitchen after breakfast- quickly and BEFORE taking the kids to school. Kinda nice though I am driving like a bat outta hell to get Lulu to school on time. Need to work on the timing a little. I forgot to take the Cymbalta one day and had the dreaded nausea. 15mg...damn. Those pharmaceutical companies sure know what they are doing when they strategize on how to continue to make money. "Let's make sure those suckers really notice when they don't take our fantastic happy pills." (Satanic laughter followed by wringing of the hands) "just watch them try, Try, TRY!!!! Bwaa hahaha!" I think that antidepressants are great- don't get me wrong- but I never imagined the hell it would be to get off of them.
I just started taking vitamin D- I am vitamin D deficient-have I mentioned that? Funny to live in California- IN THE SUN- and be vitamin D deficient. I am a sunscreen whore. It's skin cancer vs. soft bones, fatigue, moodiness, depression and seasonal affective disorders. So taking the little capsules AND saving my skin because I gotta have the sunscreen. I'm vain that way. If you saw my grandma you'd understand. I have that thinnish Scandinavian skin that sizzles in a cloud cover..
Hmm...maybe the lack of vitamin D is what makes my feet hurt. Also vitamin d gets absorbed into one's fat cells so overweight-not so good.
The weight....egads. That is sticking to me like a million little geckos having a party.
Thinking about getting the Alien Ganglion removed. It is REALLY bothering me. So great to have a little sensitive cyst to remind me how often I use my hands. 8 minute surgery and I have to be put under. That's it. and no more Ouchees. I tried to pop it by smashing my finger with a garlic press- it was there and had a flat side and a book is too big. I whacked it many times and only succeeding in making it hurt worse. So not only did I end up with a sore finger but I also felt like an idiot. And it wasn't even a hurt so good kind of a thing.
I have an appointment with another endocrinologist next week to get a second opinion on my thyroid levels and sexy nodule. Also getting an ultrasound of tummy thing that hurts. Then I should get some new spark plugs.
And unrelated to my health, I am aging, issues- I like my woodworking class. I made a mitered edge frame and a dado joint. Ooo laalaa. Feeling very accomplished. Also- got an estimate for my backyard to get the concrete removed so that we can grade around the garage so I can at last have a studio.
I think I am more peppy, getting more things done. Bribing the kids with quarters is working well- Lulu thinks that when she has $100 she can get a computer, an itouch and a TV for her room. Ha! Maybe she can pay someone to steal them for her.
OH- AND I finished our taxes and sent them in. sssslam dunk. Love that I have that done. So there is a fraction of my life summed up in a lil' ol blog. I think I need to get a little more clever next time...
You have great sense of humor calling your nodule "sexy":)
ReplyDeleteI new the woman who called her goitre "madam's apple":)