Talked with the Doc

Talked with my Doc about the side effects my meds where causing me, I was instructed to reduce my dosage by one-half and then to keep a journal of my symptoms. I followed those instructions and I am feeling much better. The heart palpation has greatly reduced along with the inability to sleep and the jitters. I did have one episode of anger (throwing a TV remote), which had abated and been replaced by crying unfortunately the Wellbutrin forced it to the surface again but it has not returned since my dosage has been decreased. In addition, the core “chronic pain” causes havoc and fuels my overall state of mind. Nevertheless, I feel that I am headed in the right direction for now

Getting on the right medication

Before I begin, I have to say thank God for medication all kinds- dying of a bleeding ulcer just 25 years ago was a possibility then Tagamet was discovered and wam-bam everything changed. There have been so many Psychiatric medications brought to the market in the last 15 years it is unbelievable. Unfortunately, as with all medications getting the right medication in the right dosage is trial and error. The difficult part of this dilemma is the body part you are trying to regulate is the MIND. One minute I was crying non-stop a new medication “Wellbutrin” was added to my cocktail of medication and I stopped crying but became anxious, angry, heart palpitations along with a few more side effects. Therefore, I decreased the dosage by ½ and I am going to be keeping a journal of side effects.

Gary's Birthday

Gary celebrating his birthday opening a present he expected the kids to get him but Brian had qued me into the book and let me surprise Gary with the book he really was hoping to recieve. That is the surprise you see on his face.

Brian's Graduaton

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A Mother's Day Gift

Remembering Mom

I wanted to put something on about or showing Mom as she always was "doing ACTIVITES OF DAILY LIVING". Mom spent a great deal of her time in the kitchen and even now Dad talks about good Mom's food was so a memorial for my Mom on Mother's Day.

Today in Williamsport

Today in Williamsport, the weather was great. Dad was to come for a Pizza dinner but I was afraid to heat up the house because the oven has to go to 450 degrees to cook so I decided to go the grilling route. Yes, I decided to cook on the grill, which is usually Gary’s domain, but when I was unsure of how it would turn out and to eliminate and argument I was in charge. The dough seemed fine in the beginning my chair perched right next to the grill while listening to the end of a Connelly mystery but the heat somehow got away and a portion of the bottom burned the top had to be broiled but it was eatable. After supper, I looked up and Paul was driving his motorcycle up the front path. I am sure it was some prodding from Liz to get Mary Ann over here to show us the vehicle- I was question the reality of “the bike” talk. We never saw any pictures, of course, I knew there was a bike, and that they had been just too busy to share their fun