it's a convoluted mess
So many nights I go to bed, fall asleep, wake up, look at the clock, and want to cry. It’s only been a couple of hours since I fell asleep and it feels like it should be so much later. I’m so bloody tired I just want to sleep…I just can’t. Most nights I force myself to stay in bed. I toss and turn, straighten out the blankets, flip my pillows for a cool spot,… Keep reading…Clockwatching…
I had something planned to write about. And then I lost it. This is nothing new. It’s just obnoxious. I’ve been spending some quality time getting to know my new(ish) Home Design program. This is my 3D Home Architect replacement, since that one is not compatible with Windows 7. I actually got this program shortly after I got my new computer, I just haven’t really used it since then. But with a new story in… Keep reading…How do you always seem to know just when to call?
I read this article posted today over on BlogHer and it really irked me. It really rubbed me the wrong way. I want to comment on it, but I can’t come up with something that is (a.) coherent and (b.) not bitchy. Part B is the really difficult part. Can Pills Make You Smarter? … People are taking ADHD drugs despite not having ADHD to give them an “edge” so-to-speak. And I want to start… Keep reading…Lighting up the wrong way…
This is what $90 looks like. It doesn’t amount to much. The SEVEN blue pills were $45 alone. The other 30 pills were another $45. Because they are a name brand prescription. Federated Insurance is FABULOUSLY CRAPTASTIC insurance. Remind me that $90 is better than $290.18. Because that’s what I would have paid WITHOUT the insurance. Being crazy is expensive. This one? Is Strattera. “But wait a minute…” You might be saying… “Didn’t we already… Keep reading…There and back again…
After being diagnosed with ADHD, so many things from my past made so much more sense. Off hand, I can’t really pinpoint specific instances, but a lot of things just make sense to me that I never understood about myself. Why I handled things the way I did in school and at work. Why I struggled with certain aspects of my daily life that never made any sense in my head. That diagnosis brought me… Keep reading…The past knows what you did…
I was supposed to go back to the psychiatrist tomorrow (today?) for my med-check on the Ritalin experiment. But I got a voicemail from Dr. Meyers’ office today saying that they’d had a death in the family and all of their appointments for Friday, July 30th were being moved to Wednesday, August 4th. That’s unfortunate. In more ways than one. It just prolongs my frustration with the failure of the Ritalin. I quit taking it… Keep reading…No promises, no demands…