Day 19 is a Saturday.
I wake up at 8:30. I don’t think I’ve ever waken up this early on a Saturday before. I do feel quite good. And hungry. I guess long lie-ins are a thing of the past. Which is fine, because I never liked the fact I could sleep longer than a dead person anyway. I would wake up at 11, feeling like I had missed something, and more tired than when I went to bed. I always felt it was the Lexapro that made me pass out for lengths at a time. Now I have confirmation.
Today is my niece’s birthday. I’m terrified of a crying jag. Please, please don’t cry in front of family. They have no tolerance for emotional outbursts. Zero. Zilch. None. Plus, only my mom knows. My sisters would say, (and this is exactly what they would say) “Jesus, what is wrong with you.” And of course they’d say it in front of my niece and nephew.
Which is why I am absolutely not going to cry today. I’ve made up my mind. I am also going to try another day without Dramamine. We are going ice skating at 3, before the party. Let’s all cross our fingers.
Well at about 11:30 I started dry heaving. So I took a Dramamine and had to lay down. At about 3 I felt better, but obviously had to miss ice skating. However, went to the party, and absolutely did not cry. (yay me!)
However, I was angry that I was still getting nauseous and unable to live without the Dramamine. I mean, the whole point was to get off drugs. I don’t want to now be dependent on the Dramamine. So, I went to this store, and did this. Bring it on, nausea. Bring it on.