March is OVER. Thank God.
The last time I was here, I mentioned that I was having a hard time with some generic Trazodone. That was a gross understatement. After a week of misery with nightmares, I decided to get off the meds. THEN the misery really began. My anxiety level went sky-high. All I did was work, sleep, work, sleep, read, work, watch TV, sleep.
I still take a lot of naps, because I wake up about 7 or 8 times during the night (have you met my friend, Fibromyalgia?). I'm not even thinking about going back on the trazodone. I can't be in a drug haze when I may need to function at work at 9am
In the middle of my nervous breakdown, poor Tigger got really sick. I had bought a different cat food....not a different BRAND, just a different FLAVOR. It brought on a week of....too upsetting to describe. Let's just say there was a whole lot of floor-washing, carpet-cleaning and cat-bathing up here in the treehouse.
We put our pathetic baby on a 24 hour fast, and then back on his usual FLAVOR of food. It took another week to get his stomach straightened out, but it's better now. The whole episode really aged him, though. He doesn't seem to have the strength to jump on the bed anymore. Tom had to pick him up last night, to put him in between us, for his nightly snuggles while we read.
On top of the stress under my own roof, the ground-floor apartment in my sister's Massachusett's house flooded. My nephew lost almost all of his posessions and the insurance company isn't covering it. My aunt (who has been seriously ill since December) is still having complications from her treatment. My Mom's other sister, who is famously obnoxious and bossy, added another layer of her stress onto my Mom.
I haven't been commenting much on blogs or facebook, but I have been keeping up with all my favorites.
So far, April seems to be bringing back my Sunshine. It has been warm enough to sit by the condo pool. Easter Sunday we went to brunch at a nice little local restaurant. I feel like my batteries have been recharged.