Posted by Poet on April 11, 2006, at 18:55:49
and it's a new cell phone and I hung up on T when I answered Dr. Clueless.
Really I didn't flag either message I left as urgent, but evidentally when you say you haven't slept in 36 hours they get kind of anxious about you. The gabitril left me dizzy and twitching, but no sleep.
T thinks it's menopause. Clueless thinks it's racing thoughts. I don't care what it is, somebody come up with something that will get me to sleep.
Good thing my job does not require a functioning brain because mine is jumbled.
I think Dr. Clueless is getting a clue. She's giving me samples of Seroquel. I shouldn't have to pay for something that might not work. Bet that doesn't mean I don't pay for the appointment I have with her next week. Though to save bucks at the pharmacy, it's worth it to take my lunch hour tomorrow and drive over to Cluelessland. Hope the last of my ambien works tonight or the drive across town tomorrow will be interesting. I mean I can do my job in my sleep, but driving? I dunno.
As I head into hour number 37 this has taken me far too long to post. Damn scrambled brain.
Poet
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