I haven’t had the energy to write. Or even stay out of bed for any extended period of time. I finally got in to see a doctor and of course they’re titrating me off the narcotics. Ouch.
And now I”m on Paxil because for two weeks previous I’d been crying my eyes out over family problems…and I normally don’t cry unless it’s really bad. It’s NOT really bad, just just my oldest daughter’s usual stunts. But still I was constantly crying and going further and further in a downward spiral. My social anxiety is at an all time high. Don’t think I’ll be making it to the support group meeting today. That sucks.
And now, for whatever reason all my energy has got up and walked out the door without me. Pretty weird and I don’t know why… it could be from titrating down off the opioids and titrating up on the Paxil (I’m no dummy–I’m starting out at 5mgs on the Paxil! I have the strangest reactions to drugs.).
I started back up on all the vitamins and supplements that I tend to ignore when I don’t feel so bad. My husband told me I just need to get some exercise. Yeah…I’ll get right on that as soon as my energy decides to waltz back in the door!
So that’s my excuse…well, most of it. Hoping I get back to being me soon because this sucks. And blows. That’s a visual 
