Post from even earlier in last week

I stuffed myself today (yesterday). Cereal, yogurt, rice, beans, bread, and honey is a little too much don’t you think? Then my sister handed me my Easter candy… I am the bottomless pit. Every part of me either wants to go out (outside of my apartment) even after all the money I spent on groceries. I am trying to save money here. Outside or sleep is what my body is calling for. Make up you mind…my mind! Give me the feeling like you would like to be working out, or sleepiness but do not change it to tired eyes so soon afterward wanting to do something.

Yesterday over. I woke up today at 5, 6,7, 8 and many little times in between glancing down at my clock. Oh no! Did I remember to open the shades for my Bonsai…I think?

Today is one of those ‘special’ days! It is a Support Group day! Yay! That means I will not have the reading for class done tomorrow, but I find I take better notes if I have no idea what this Prof. is talking about because he tends to repeat the text as if we didn’t just read it.

I seem to have withdrawn a little from the Support Group. One time I couldn’t get a word in, and another I sure to let others have time to speak. I wonder now, after experiencing not getting a chance to speak (which I had had a dream about beforehand)… I wonder if I was talking so much before my decrease in Zoloft (which makes me make talkative) that other people felt the same way because of me?

Isn’t it a little strange all the changes that medication can have on a person? It can help so much, or (if it is wrong) hurt so much. Oh, and it can also be both. My lips are chapped.


I’ve taken care of some details today. I wish I could just sleep. Ok. Energy is back. I have some good music. I’m not saying where I got it. Measure in love. 525,000 min. how do u measure the life of a woman or man? I wish my belly wasn’t getting so big.

I am having serious writers block today. I have some serious editing to do. I am waiting for some feedback and then I’m off on my quest… the quest of getting things together.

Post from sometime last week

My Senior Project is over, but I need to keep posting because Blogs are ongoing. I realized that last night (having no refills for my Lamictal 100mg I filled the 200mg) when I suddenly had 200mg instead of 100mg I accidentally took three 200mg. Ouch. Waking up this morning my coordination was a little off, and I didn’t realize why at first. I, however, am perfectly fine now and have called my Doctor… well the office of my Doctor because I do not have her number. She did not call me back right away so it must be fine. I’m a little off beat, and my Professor thinks I am a little faster then usual.

I did some research this morning (I know I should be working on school stuff) and I am afraid because I think I came across a site that said a sudden increase in Lamictal can increase the risk of a rash. I could not find out if 600mg qualified as an overdose.

My Doctor called and I will not tell you what she said to do for fear you will just follow her advice and not talk to your Doctor if you do the same.

My Doctor is, however, decreasing my Lamictal because of my liver, which does not like all the medications I am on. I will watch out to see if I start not wanting to live again, because I do incredibly like wanting to live. It is a relief (I always spell relief as releaf and have to fix it because of a student group I was in) and a happiness to want to live, but my liver does not like it.

I should be putting together my life instead of writing. School is my life.