OK here's the short story. I break my foot first week of march, that's three weeks after i got laid off but four days after my Kaiser health insurance kicked in. So i'm hobbling around with a plastic walker cast on my right foot and that puts my whole body out of whack. May i go see the doctor who diagnoses fibromyalgia because i hurt all over, but then the last thing she says to me is that a little lighgt daily excersize might be helpful. four days later i get called back to work and i'm on tens six days aweek twisting pipe and humping 50 pound hubscrubs and drive motors. by the time i go to my fibromyalgia class i no longer have any of the symptoms and except for my foot still hurting i'm back to normal.
I was so strung out from pain and the worry of being out of work that i switched from effexor back to prozac in may. Prozac does damp down the panic and the depression but it also makes me extreamly with drawn and it became impossible to write or call or hang out with anyone outside of the cats and ronni. Drinking 4 shots of vodka as soon as i got off work every day didn't help much either.
much as i love being drunk it really had lost its appeal and i stopped drinking beginning of november. Then I went back on effexor monday last and suddenly i've become much more the extroverted social butterfly i imagine myself to be. it is absolute fact that a week ago i could not sit down and blog, even the thot of writing or calling anybody tied my stomach in knots. things are so different today (i hear every mother say) and they're even yellow pills too.
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