Is it that you're still getting used to the new medicine? I know some of those can take a while for the body to totally assimilate it.

I hope it is just that, but I think it also might be that my depression has gotten worse.

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but I think it also might be that my depression has gotten worse.

I hope that's only part of the "getting used to this medicine" effect. Are you scheduled to go talk to your doctor about it? Did she say this might happen?

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I hope that's only part of the "getting used to this medicine" effect. Are you scheduled to go talk to your doctor about it? Did she say this might happen?

I think that is what it is. It will probably take at least a few weeks for this med to kick in. Yes, I am talking to my therapist about it.

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It will probably take at least a few weeks for this med to kick in.

Ack. It's nice that modern medicine can help with a lot of things, just wish sometimes they worked faster! I'll send sleep~vibes your way as much as possible.

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Thanks for the sleep~ma. Maybe now that this stress-filled week is over I will be able to relax more, and if not I have a fabulous new book to stay up with.

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OK. Had meeting tonight about things needed to be done for show next weekend. Also booked hotel (using reward points!) for Frankfurt stay (I fly in at 8pm, and leave at 8AM...not planning to DO anything, just needed a room), Auckland overnight hostel, and two nights in Christchurch. Staying with Fay in Egypt, and already have hotel reservation in Sydney. Just need Vietnam now. Whew. Almost done with mad number of things to do for this trip. (Now if only the Vietnamese embassy will send my passport back...with a visa in it...)

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That whole episode cracked me up. Plus I love Liam Neeson.

I only heard that one line of Bart's. By the time I got into the living room, Scott had put something else on. In addition to Julia getting her eye poked out, Chris's wheezing, and my sinus/stress headache, Scott's back acted up in the extreme, yesterday and last night. It's probably from carrying Julia around a lot on Saturday; she's six, but you'd think she was eight if you met her on the street, and from sitting and standing around the E.R. and waiting room for five hours, Saturday night.

He took a muscle relaxer last night, and decided he is staying home, today. Both of those things are so unlike him, that I know he's hurting pretty badly. My poor boy.

I missed the window to see erika tonight (hubby's plane trip was a clusterfuck).

Oh no, Cashmere. I'm sorry for both you and erika. Darn it.

No way to catch up. I'm on DH's laptop. I just succumbed to the siren call of a $3 Rice Krispy treat from the mini bar. He's going to be pissed.

That's too bad for him. You are only human.

It's going ok. The nephew is doing very well. They gave him a small bottle the other day to be sure he would take it, and he threw such a fit that there wasn't more that they had to sedate him. He's a fighter.

sj, this is fantastic news. Fantastic. His appetite is strong, and he is obviously strong enough to throw that fit. Woo hoo! Still, the poor little darling. It's so hard with babies, because there's no way to explain why we're doing these things to them that are clearly terrible from their POV.

I hope your insomnia goes away, and your new meds kick in more quickly than expected. Is there any possibility you should maybe take the meds at a different time of day?

OK. Had meeting tonight about things needed to be done for show next weekend. Also booked hotel (using reward points!) for Frankfurt stay (I fly in at 8pm, and leave at 8AM...not planning to DO anything, just needed a room), Auckland overnight hostel, and two nights in Christchurch. Staying with Fay in Egypt, and already have hotel reservation in Sydney. Just need Vietnam now. Whew. Almost done with mad number of things to do for this trip. (Now if only the Vietnamese embassy will send my passport back...with a visa in it...)

What a great trip, meara!

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Timelies!

I pretty much slept all night. Yay!

Today I must study for my final and finish up my creative writing portfolio. So exciting!

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So groggy. Yeah, I got to bed late, but most of this is from the strange dream/nightmare just before waking. None of my nightmares are obvious, with monsters and dripping corpses and all (normally). I wasn't even in this one, though I was right in the POV character's head. YOung girl, about 15, finds out she's destined to go into this haunted castle to rescue someone. She goes in, fails miserably, sees another girl behind bars weeping, leaves. Goes to the king (who is a jeweler and woodworker as well), gets some tools and information and has to go back to the castle. She is weeping in terror as she goes back, and I'm in her head. I kept thinking, "You're dreaming, wake up now, where's Hubby and his patented 'Honey, you're dreaming thing?'"

She goes back into the castle, sees an image of herself trying the rescue earlier, thinks, "Damn, what a poor, scared kid, glad I'm not her--oh, wait," then proceeds to rescue the princess and send her off. The villain appears, a shadowy, ominous figure--who keeps morphing into Elvis, an Elvis in one of his white jumpsuits but without any sequins or rhinestones. I find out why Elvis when the fighting turns out to be singing. Say what you will about the man, but Elvis had some pipes. It's not rock and roll, either, but flat out high opera. Turns out POV character has some pipes too, but it's still a battle, and losing would be very bad.

I woke up at that point with a pounding headache, my heart going a mile a minute, and breathing hard. Describing these things always sounds so hokey, but that girl was terrified and so was I.

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They think I'm racist.

The hell? {{Fay}}

I'm glad to hear the good news about sj's nephew!

And meara's trip sounds all kindsa fun.

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