I knwo where I get my over worrying from.
E is down and playign with the kids that live up here-- there have been some issues before but they are all getting along and sledding. They've had a snack and a break (at the neighbor's house).
Mom and I were rearranging and she kept asking me to look outside and make sure they are okay. And then he asked if he coudl go over there and she said yes. After about an hour she started to worry becuase he wasn't outside. I offered to walk next door.
Then they were back outside and playing and she said she was going to take a nap and could I check on them. But she can't sleep because they are playing outside and there is no adult right outside with them.
They are sledding between the two houses and we can hear them playing. But she keeps checking and even called E in to make sure he wasn't hungry (Mom thought he hadn't eaten anything but the snack) or wasn't too cold (because he was playing so much).
She's spending about as much worry energy on this as I have about where my car is parked.
Mom asked me to run to the neighbors becaus eit's 4. E is fine, he was having a snack, the neighbor is texting my bro's GF to find out when E needs to be home.
I come back - Mom's like "but he needs to come over here" (she misses seeing him) and "I don't know if he's eaten, he could be hungry and need dinner. " He's 8 and not shy about saying he's hungry. Plus he's over at a neighbor's house and they'll feed him (they offered me a snack and a drink and I was only over there for 5 minutes).
Connie, I'm on generic Zoloft and my doc added Effexor for anxiety and may eventually transition me of the Zoloft.
Heh, individual brains are so weird. I've been on Welbutrin for years with added daily sertraline (generic Zoloft) for anxiety.
I'm on Effexor now for depression and anxiety and it's doing its job wrt both. I wish I could get the doctor to prescribe Valium or even Xanax for those extra-panicky times, but she's reluctant to do so.
I wish I could get the doctor to prescribe Valium or even Xanax for those extra-panicky times, but she's reluctant to do so.
Yeah, that's why I have the Zoloft for anxiety, traditional anxiety meds are too risky for me with my family's alcohol addiction history as well as my prior abuse issues. I personally think it's bullshit, but whatever. It's hard to advocate strongly for this class of drugs without looking like a drug seeker. I mean, I can't even get Ativan.
Lexapro generally dials my anxiety way down (I think this most recent bout of it is probably heavily influenced by hormones), and from what I remember, Zoloft worked really well for that, too.
Ativan helps me with my occasional attacks, and I've managed to avoid going back on any long-term medication for my anxiety. (Well, I also didn't have insurance for almost a decade, so I didn't have much choice.)
Citalopram has kept me sane for the last few years with added Lorazepam as needed. Which has been less lately than it used to be, this week excepted.
Thank you for all the support and encouragement during my "oh crap, I didn't write my paper and then my brain went to crap for two days after finding out a friend committed suicide but I have a 12 page paper I HAVE to write" marathon yesterday.
My teacher has already graded it. I didn't get dinged for submitting it an hour late. He had lots of notes about how I provided substantial discussion on some topics and then was lacking discussion and citations in others. Which, yep. Yes, that is exactly what that paper was. But I pulled out an A in the class, so I'm ok with that.
I had been fussing about having the same teacher two, and with my new class three, classes in a row. But I have to think that he gets to know who has a clue and who doesn't. But I'm not going to even hope for such a save in my next class. I'm setting up all the papers tonight using a basic template and plopping the paper requirements into the discussion area so each one is ready to go.
ltc has a rash and the oven little started melting when I preheated it for dinner. Smoke everywhere. Monday is being very Monday.
But I pulled out an A in the class, so I'm ok with that.
Hooray for the clutch paper doing its job!