Things are going a bit better. My side started in on me again Monday, but I went right to bed when I got home and the next morning I felt a bit better from relaxing the nerves. Yesterday after work Paul and I took Clifford to the fair and we had a pretty good time. I will post some funny pics when I get home. I wonder, Joel, is there anyway I can get a space just to post my photos since that seems to be my “thing” lately? The fair actually had a white water flume ride like at Six Flags and we were dumb enough to do that first. We realized how afraid Clifford is of heights when we rode the ferris wheel to dry off. My favorite part of fairs has always been the games, which Paul hates. I am good at saying “no” when the carnies yell at us, but Paul does not have that strength within him. The only thing I wanted was a big ass mogwai (Gizmo) stuffed animal the shooting range had, Paul tried twice, but it was not happening. I think I will check and see if Ebay has one. All in all it was fun mainly because I got my funnel cake and a unicorn. The petting zoo was nice; because it was obvious the animals were allowed exercise and MUCH food. The pony ride’s pissed me off as they always do. I can never imagine an existence of just going in circles and circles. The best part was that I never saw anyone on them; I think the world is finally catching on. I loved watching Clifford on the rides and Paul and I got to spend some quality time together. Unfortunately I overdid it, as usual and wound up on the couch crying by the time we got home. One and a half Clonipins later I was acting like a drunken bitch and Paul had to coerce me to bed. I feel hung over today and I need some medication for my pain, but the doctors always make me out as a drug addict. If I try to point out that every prescription I have had for narcotics has been months and months apart, they don’t seem to notice. My stupid ass pain management doctor who said “I’m not out often so this should not be a problem anymore” is out for two weeks of every freaking month! Monday I finally get my last epidural and I hope that will end all of this bullshit. Then I will have to deal with my weight and the bone spurs in my foot. I am, though, proud of my current medicine intake. At the beginning of the year this was my regimen:
Prozac (1 a day 40mg)
Welbutrin (2 a day 300mg)
Levbid (3 a day .75 mg)
Clonipin (2 a day 1mg)
Loratab (2 a day 10 mg)
Strattera (1 a day not sure of the mg)
1 multivitamin
4 fiber pills
2 cranberry pills
That equaled 18 pills a day for someone who is not sick enough to have to take all of that. My doctor said I should try to come off of the Prozac, so I did slowly start tapering, but when my head started doing the “brain shock” thing it does when my serentonin (sp?) gets low I had to go back on it. My current medicine is this:
Prozac (1 a day 10mg)
Welbutrin (2 a day 300mg)
Levbid (3 a day at .73mg each)
Clonipin (As needed)
1 multivitamin
4 fiber pills
See? I am getting there! Plus, Paul, Josh and I are starting to go to the gym on a regular basis and my body seems to be getting back on schedule. Whoopee! Maybe this time next year I will be healthy enough to have a baby. Guess I better work now.