Fucking computer...
Had a new blog all typed up and ready to go. Computer shuts my internet browser out of fucking nowhere. Damn. It did the same thing yesterday with a very well-written email to my friend.
Here's the gyst, since I really don't want to go through all that trouble again. Especially now that my toddlers are acting like...um... toddlers.
...Sick as a heroine addict given the wrong dose of methodone...
Getting over the flu, which made me feel MUCH better. Laryngitis is starting to let up too. The bronchitis is the same as it was the last several weeks. Fibro sucks ass, but I might be moving somewhere in the next 2 or 3 years that gives marijuana medically. So that would be very helpful. But for the moment, all hell has broken loose with my body. Upped my tegretol again. Trying to get it to a level where I can start taking the Elavil again. Last time I took the Elavil, it worked great for the Fibro, but it was like being on a 5-week long acid trip. It scares me that I was alone with my kids most of that time.
What's worst at the moment (and the main cause of the shaking, nausea, headaches, etcetera) is that I've been trying to quit smoking. I went cold-turkey 9 days ago and I'm starting to feel it REALLY BAD. My willpower is great for things like this, but smoking gave me that 7-minute break from LIFE, once in a while. I didn't smoke a lot. MAYBE one to four cigarettes a day. I always had one before bedtime to calm my nerves so I could sleep. Now, my insomnia is back. I'd have them when I was drinking with friends, so I'm worried about what might happen the next time I have them over for a party. Most of my friends smoke. It's going to be hard to not reach for one.
Like I said, this was just some of what I wanted to say. But I really need to get the rugrats down for a nap before I go insane.
Any tips for avoiding cigarettes or for ways to help minimalize the effects of a NIC-FIT FROM HELL? ...
Had a new blog all typed up and ready to go. Computer shuts my internet browser out of fucking nowhere. Damn. It did the same thing yesterday with a very well-written email to my friend.
Here's the gyst, since I really don't want to go through all that trouble again. Especially now that my toddlers are acting like...um... toddlers.
...Sick as a heroine addict given the wrong dose of methodone...
Getting over the flu, which made me feel MUCH better. Laryngitis is starting to let up too. The bronchitis is the same as it was the last several weeks. Fibro sucks ass, but I might be moving somewhere in the next 2 or 3 years that gives marijuana medically. So that would be very helpful. But for the moment, all hell has broken loose with my body. Upped my tegretol again. Trying to get it to a level where I can start taking the Elavil again. Last time I took the Elavil, it worked great for the Fibro, but it was like being on a 5-week long acid trip. It scares me that I was alone with my kids most of that time.
What's worst at the moment (and the main cause of the shaking, nausea, headaches, etcetera) is that I've been trying to quit smoking. I went cold-turkey 9 days ago and I'm starting to feel it REALLY BAD. My willpower is great for things like this, but smoking gave me that 7-minute break from LIFE, once in a while. I didn't smoke a lot. MAYBE one to four cigarettes a day. I always had one before bedtime to calm my nerves so I could sleep. Now, my insomnia is back. I'd have them when I was drinking with friends, so I'm worried about what might happen the next time I have them over for a party. Most of my friends smoke. It's going to be hard to not reach for one.
Like I said, this was just some of what I wanted to say. But I really need to get the rugrats down for a nap before I go insane.
Any tips for avoiding cigarettes or for ways to help minimalize the effects of a NIC-FIT FROM HELL? ...
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Yesterday I saw a spider on my kids' playset, along with LOTS of webs, so I got out my hose and sprayed the whole thing, hoping to get it all clean. OMG! I found 4 eggsacks. Three had hatched and one was being layed down. I made my husband pick up a can of bug-killer on his way home from work. (this is after going APESHIT on the playset with a hose and my right shoe) There were HUNDREDS of spiders, in various ages. Quite a few black widows. I know black-widdows are NOT social spiders. In fact, they're very territorial, and you're not likely to find one within 10meters of another. I got several spider-bites, but most if not all of them were from English Garden spiders. They're much the same as red-ant bites. Painful, itchy, but not deadly. I LOATHE ear-wigs, and found probably the same amount of them as I did of those gorram spiders. Then, on top of this all, I tried taking a nap and ended up having to kill a big ass beatle in my room that was buzzing around like a maniac. Scary shit. I emptied an entire bottle of Raid outside, and I think I breathed a bit of it in. Ewwww... I showered immediately afterwards and I think that was the best shower of my life. I felt like dead bugs (and live ones) and poison were running over my whole body and then washing down the drain.
...I hate bugs...