Posted by Partlycloudy on November 26, 2008, at 11:57:52
My husband expected that I would be All Better today. I had to break it to him that it would probably take a couple of days (??!!) before he could hope to see any real improvement in my mood. I sure do miss my T. I was very glad to pop my Prozac capsule this morning, but have noted that my body is aching horribly, probably from clenching different parts of myself in states of anxiety.
I will plan a soaking bath sometime for today.
I managed to finish my grocery shopping that I couldn't quite accomplish yesterday (at one point I was going to just leave the full cart in the aisle and run away, but instead paid for what I'd managed to put in there and limped home with what I had). Man, that was one Bad *ss day.
Still can't stand noises like the TV or the gardening guys outside - it all sets my teeth on edge. Music a no-go likewise, am considering popping in a set of earplugs but can just imagine the look of dismay on my husband's face as I attempt to block him even further out of my mind. Can't really win on that one. He wants me so desperately to be feeling better, and I am feeling like I am failing him so utterly there.But he made me a cup of decaf tea (((((PartlyCloudy husband))))). I don't feel that I can share my dark thoughts with him any longer - they don't feel safe with him :-(
Thank goodness for the boards.
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