I was supposed to get up at 8 and call the docs as I have run out of my script. In fact I did wake up (with lots of help from hubby) and I did call three times. But then I fell back to sleep and woke up at 11.30. Not good.
So it's been 4 days since I took my meds properly and this morning I got the weird withdrawal flashes which I can't describe but have heard other people refer to as 'brain zaps'. I also have digestive discomfort and womb cramps so not a good start to the day haha.
Still I had to get dressed and go to the shop for cat food and cigarettes, not to mention painkillers! It's a beautiful warm sunny day and I dug out my trusty cropped stretch jeans. I remember wearing them on my hen night in 2007 and the muffin top was such that I had to wear a dress over the top. Today there is still muffin top but I can get away with a loose t-shirt so I feel quite good about that.
I am feeling a lack of energy and motivation. I have applications to complete, a mountain of washing up, errands to run, an actual run to run, doctors, shopping, not to mention the unpacking and furniture building which is 6 months overdue - but it all seems a bit much today. I will put it down to hormones and try not to worry that I feel blech.
A tried and true way to get the day going is breakfast so I'm going to hit my body with half a litre of water, a pear, then some yoghurt and all bran and I KNOW that things will start to get a little easier.
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