I get tired of those things I have to do every day. Stuff like brushing my teeth and taking a shower. Stuff like getting up and going to work. Stuff like eating.
It's not that I'm against those things. . .I just wish I didn't have to do them every damn day. Well, technically I don't work EVERY day, I guess. Sometimes these tasks just seem to be Herculean.
This week has been good. The yearbook is going nicely, due to Jared's ingenuity and solid design eye. He's been good at teaching me small stuff that I hope I remember. Why does my short- term memory not work when it comes to these programs? I have even gone off of one of my meds that made me zombie-like. But it's only been about 3 days so I haven't noticed anything different. My shrink said I might lose weight and have more energy, but also might have more anxiety.
I hope I have the positive and not the negative, but if history proves itself to repeat then I'm sure to get the side effects. Remind me to tell you about my history of accidentally overdosing on brain medications. What a long strange trip it's been.
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