For the second night in a row, I've fallen asleep unexpectedly in the evening and napped through dinner. It seems lisinopril has replaced the Insomnia Fairy with a tiny elfin version of my mother who thinks I need to get more sleep and lose weight.
Lisinopril can have a few different side effects like that. It was evil to me.
Basically it made me so lethargic and weak, it took me forever to get out of bed and go about any business of the day. So I stopped taking it, and I got better in a couple of days. I told the doctor I wouldn't take it again. He was surprised, but didn't prescribe me a different ACE inhibitor. Luckily my BP is within normal range and my Cholesterol is wonderful, or I'd have to brave something like that again.
t /all about mememe.
Good luck with it. Maybe the symptoms get better as your body gets used to it. I hope so. As long as you don't fall asleep
during
dinner...
Well, that took a bit over an hour. My spot is totally clear, as are about 1/4 of the spaces on either side (to forestall having to do it again if they decide to muscle out. No snow to spill on my spot! ) Of course, when I get home tomorrow night there is a 99% chance I'll have to do it all over again because some ass will have taken my spot because they didn't shovel out their own.
And now I seriously need another shower. Brilliant idea, sara. Shower then go work up a sweat....
I just took a shower, not because I shoveled or anything, but because I didn't this morning and I felt like it.
And just for a change, it's snowing again, real big fluffy flakes, too.
Oh, and for the record, it was more than a foot deep out by the cars, even in the shallow spots. The drifts were more. But of course, that translates differently in weatherese.
My boom story is...a little over a week ago, I heard a loud boom while I was sittign on my couch, and come to find out later it was someone holding up the 7-11 below me with a shotgun, and shooting the clerk.
Yikes!
one day when I was a teen, my mother and I were washing dishes and ball lightning appeared in the kitchen right over our heads. It made little crackle-boom sound, dashed a few feet leaving a lightning trail, and disappeared.
Wow. Just...wow. I've seen St. Elmo's fire, but never ball lightning. I'm envious.
So, if my assignment says "no more than 500 words," my 286 words will be OK, right?
If it covers the material, Jesse, you should be set.
The rest of the description of what he wants looks to me like it should be about three sentences, so I feel pretty good I've said as much as I have.
I turned on the tv when I got home -- it was the end of a Chocolate Challenge. The winner was from Chicago - - I think that we should find the place where he works. . . .now I've got the last hour of that PBS chef contest on.
Also, I went to the library to pick up one book and came back with many.
MANY.
