And I am making progress on a pair of socks for Ben, but not much else. But I am crying over anything and everything, not just it being 9/11 once again.
Yesterday I was screaming mad most of the day, and today it's tears over nothing, and ya, I know the cause and it will continue 9 more pills and some time to flush some of that anti-inflammation drug out of my system. I wasn't this impatient to take any medication in my life, not even pain drugs at any time with the car accident. Wait, I was desperate for them to put me under when I had the perforated appendix and was sick and miserable with pain and getting septic from all the poison leaking into my system, ya, I begged them to put me under fast and get the surgery done. So, now it's 9 more pills and 6 hours apart. And the sciatic nerve in my left hip/leg is doing much better so the drugs are doing their job. And I will work harder with yoga stretches and hope to not have sciatica flare up so bead ever again.
And I am on vacation so that gives me time to heal up and get some things done, and I know I am ok, this is a common and normal side effect from this med, which the doctor let me know I would possibly get to deal with and he wanted to know if I would have any problems with it. No, I go through that weepy stage some times with over the counter meds for seasonal allergies, first week is weepy, the next is just sad and blue and by the 3rd week I am more 'myself' and hoping the trees quit shedding pollens in the spring or that we get a hard, killing frost in the fall and I am rid of rag weed pollen and I look forward to rains that lower the pollen levels.
But life here is pretty good, despite the moods and not getting much done today. And I will probably get more than pjs on soon and go outside for a while.