At least, that’s what it felt like!
The new medication (and all its promises) arrived early last week, and I grabbed it with both hands, eager for the relief it promised. Almost immediately, an extreme tiredness moved in and I found myself sleeping for almost 24/7. Thinking this was just the initial settling in, I continued to sleep.
By the end of the week, other nasty side effects joined in and I realised that this couldn’t be allowed to continue, not if I wanted any kind of life.
I decided to stop taking them, as some of those side effects were worrying. It took two days for me to crawl out of bed and joing the world of the living.
Today is the first time in over a week that I feel human and more like myself.
Finally conscious, I am fighting the visiting depression like a mad woman, determined not to slide any further down that particular path. Luckily, it’s not affecting the writing, at least I hope it isn’t.
So, I am now completely on my own. No help available, at least none that work! But I am still determined to do whatever I want to do, and whenever I want to do it for as long as humanly possible…
love always
Jaye 💕
so glad to be back!
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