If I could just get going
Well, here it is: another day.It's 10am and the girls are sleeping. The baby is down for a nap and Anna is still sleeping from last night. I am resisting the mother's urge to go check on her. She needs the sleep and if I wake her I know I will be sorry. I wish I could remember how it feels to have energy during the day. I just want to sleep, sleep, sleep. My face is broken out, beyond the normal breakouts in my hairline behind my ears. Lovely. My headache is starting, just like every other day it is behind my eyes and nose. I saw my endocrinologist yesterday: so today I am starting to wean off of zoloft, down to 100 mg from 150mg and increasing my Effexor from 75mg to 150. I hope the Zoloft withdrawal isn't bad. In the past when I have increased my dose of Zoloft it has made me dizzy and I'm hoping to decrease won't do the same. You would think with the sheer amount of anti-depressant meds I am on that I would be happy go lucky and jumping for joy. Ugh. I only wish it were true.
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