Why Wake Up when you can Sleep?

Earlier when I was eating my mangos and chutney I kept hearing this buzzing and figured it was a fly or two caught in the toaster. But it started again later and I had to check, to find that it was my two-dollar phone that I got the other day from the thrift shop. On Low it doesn't make any sound and on High it rings but I had it on medium and it just kind of vibrated. I think I'll sit a water glass next to it so the vibration is a little louder in case I'm in the other room.

In this episode you just get me. I have been absent in more ways than one the past few weeks and here is how I am today. Back in April? May? when I discovered I was having depression - courtesy of others - and checked with the doc, she started by putting me on Paxil CR (time release) 30mg. And I wound up sleeping most of my life away. Then we went down to 20 mg and I slept half my life away. Then we went down to 15 mg and I slept more than usual. Than I talked to my pharmacist and found that 1/3 of his clients had the sleep problem with the CR version specifically. Back to the Doc and on to 20mg Regular, not time release. Not quite enough. So, to 30 mg Regular and it appears (knock on wood and say a prayer...) that it may be just right.

Trouble is that for each change of dosage it takes about a week and a half or two weeks for it to kick in so I can see what I've got. During that time I had no depression but I slept so much that I kind of shied away from doing some regular things like writing emails. You see. And that's where I've been pretty much. Now I know what people are saying when they talk about the ups and downs of adjusting medication. I just never had that happen before.

Got in a little bit of a twit last week because I priced root canals and caps for a molar tooth and, with insurance, the best I could come up with was $1200. So I went to my old ghetto dentist and had him pull it for $50. (Tom Kernan at E 3rd and Irwin) Haven't regretted it for a minute. The big house up there is his office. They told me that if I saved the tooth (I did) and put it under my pillow I would get a red-headed bride with money. It has a permanent place of honor there. No wonder Obama's trying to reform those health care idiots!

Today, as we speak, I'm doing ok. Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, no depression. Grateful for many things, most of them pretty everyday. Hitting my meetings. Working with my Rotten Kids who are all doing really well. Doing some projects at home for relaxation -- a couple new summer scrub shirts, one in a scarlet Chinese cotton pattern, another of loose-weave unbleached muslin... Dyeing some stuff.

Made a wristwatch band out of a $1 dog collar from the dollar store just because I could, and for the experience and skill. Mayhaps I'll make some to sell. I've done pretty good on pipe tampers and tobacco pouches. Have a boxful of pipes I'm ready to sell on eBay. Done a little cooking, new stuff, and all on the diet. Have been doing my special refried beans, scrambled eggs and chopped tomatoes for breakfast once in awhile. And still managing to lose weight. Blood sugar is ok.

I think my Higher Power is getting a good laugh out of all this. I ask "What am I supposed to be learning?" and something new happens. So that is how I am. This all may change tomorrow but today I am good. Today is fine! Ta!