Tep, I just got my Ambien refilled - I am dead serious, if you want me to FedEx a couple to you, or just hang onto them until you get to San Francisco, take 'em with my blessing. I'm using them very sparingly and I've still got a couple of refills left.
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
erika, I'm sorry. That sucks. I hope you're able to find someone good.
Teppy, I'm sorry you feel that way and your doctor hasn't gotten back to you. Feel better.
Glam, good luck juggling everything for your interview.
What everyone else said, Tep. And I'll add my own analogy - extreme athletes, after giving their all, need oxygen and electrolytes and recovery time. So LiveStrong and dope on up, baby!!
I hope that once on your honeymoon you can just carve out some time and space to collapse. You don't need to do All The Things. The perfect honeymoon is one that suits your need right now.
Tep, I just got my Ambien refilled - I am dead serious, if you want me to FedEx a couple to you, or just hang onto them until you get to San Francisco, take 'em with my blessing. I'm using them very sparingly and I've still got a couple of refills left.
We leave Friday, so I may need some when we get to SF. Thank you SO much, though! I'm calling the doctor again tomorrow, and I'm going to explain (1) leaving the state at 7 a.m. Friday, (2) you don't want me going cold turkey off a psychoactive drug, (3) I'll come in after the honeymoon if you want to talk to me about tapering off, but (4) JUST REFILL IT AND NO ONE DIES.
My totally pulled-from-my-ass scientific opinion is that I've been working so hard to hold it all together that once the big thing is behind me, the whole giant tower of blocks has no choice but to come down at once.
It may be ex cloaca but there's actual science behind it. Which is why for example people like my mom would always get a raging migraine to start off any vacation.
My totally pulled-from-my-ass scientific opinion is that I've been working so hard to hold it all together that once the big thing is behind me, the whole giant tower of blocks has no choice but to come down at once.
I support this opinion, and have been living proof of it more times than I care to think about.
I support this opinion, and have been living proof of it more times than I care to think about.
Yup, me too.
Thirded.
Fourthed
The most effective pain killer Hubby has run across, that kills the pain and leaves him moderately cognizant is booze. Due to all the drug interactions, he keeps it for bedtime. I suppose I should be horrified and panicstricken, but seeing him actually able to smile and hold a conversation without those pain lines in his face and voice soothes me.
It reminds me of his uncle, who, at 70-something, wanted to know what he was waiting for that he had to stop the booze and cigarettes.
edit: Besides, Teppy, as much as you mistakenly think you're a burden to him, Tim just swore in front of witnesses that he's willing to look after you. I don't think he's going to let you go down the rabbit hole. But I know it's hard to ask for help. It took me a damned long time to take the man at his word that he had my back that completely.