Saturday's post, posted late

I've been sooo tired this week. First I was house sitting, so I blamed it on that. Then came a flurry of interviews (i.e., three between two companies). Then came panic about getting one of the jobs. Then came disappointment when I didn't hear back, which quite likely means I didn't get the job. And some relief, because this job would have taken more hours, and I was hopeful that I could handle it fine, but I was also nervous about it.

Now I'm feeling out of touch with the world once again, without house sitting to blame. I think I'll blame being off on my reduced medication dose, but it could also be blamed on a few bad headaches, possible allergies, high anxiety on Thursday and Friday, or something else. Last night, for example, I woke around midnight and then around 2:30 for a migraine. I've tried Tylenol, ibuprofen, psuedofed PE, eating, eating fatty foods, eating sugary foods, eating chocolate, sleeping, watching tv, sleeping on a couch, reducing my antidepressant dosage, and so on and so forth, with no clear or reliable cause or solution, except when stopping an antidepressant fixed it.

Well, I think it is time to go shopping. Happy Saturday to you.

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  1. ElizaMay 14, 2013 at 7:10 AM

    I hope you are feeling better today. Sounds like a hard few days! I'm sorry you have been so sick.

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  2. Tina Fariss BarbourMay 14, 2013 at 1:26 PM

    I'm sorry you haven't felt well, Abigail. I hope things are looking up for you now.

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  3. AbigailMay 14, 2013 at 3:49 PM

    Thanks, ladies

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