meds

when i was pregnant with michael, they wanted to put me on a new medication. the insurance wouldn't pay for it unless i had already tried all the other drugs in the family and didn't find results. so, i opted to stay off them all together. 

i made it through living with both of my mother-in-laws without any problems.

i survived taking care of a seriously ill sister-in-law without them.

i made it through postpartum without them.

i made it through a very stressful and trying court case without them.

but once the "need" to be strong was gone, i started falling.

i wasn't able to dig up enough desire to do anything other than necessities (dishes, laundry, and most meals are about all i could get done). i started getting extremely upset about little inconsequential things (cleaning supplies sprayed all over the bathroom rug, pam cooking spray all over the kitchen floor). i would raise my hands to show i was fed up, and children would cringe away.

i finally came to the conclusion that i needed to go back on them. i made a call to the doctor, we had a good chat, and he gave me a prescription.

5 days later, i'm trying to figure out if it's the right med. i can feel when it releases the medication into my body, cause part of my brain disconnects, and i start to get a little confused. it also causes some severe cottonmouth. 

since it's supposed to take at least a couple of weeks to see a noticeable change, i'm going to give it a little bit.