In one week, I’ve managed to pay overdue taxes to NY state, get our car’s registration renewed, pay some overdue medical bills, take care of a longstanding issue with my apartment in New York, and follow up on some other medical bills rejected by our former insurance company. These are things that have been hanging over my head for weeks, if not months, and this past week I was able to cross them all off my list.
Why? Well, I blame the drugs. I’ve felt so much more energetic, and happy, and positive, if a bit jittery. In fact, it hasn’t been until I got out from under the cloud that I’ve realized how bad it was. No, it’s not like all my problems are solved, but I do feel so much more optimistic. I even feel more positive about my relationship with my husband. (Who, by the way, knows about this blog but I don’t think he reads it.) Fingers crossed that the positive feeling continues.
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Food-wise, the medicine seems to have worked, as well. Today at work — in part because it was raining outside and I was avoiding going out to get lunch — I totally survived the day on things that I happened to have in the office. I’d brought fruit; I had a frozen spinach souffle in the work refrigerator; and I had some cans of (healthy) soup. I was hungry for a lot of the day, I will admit, but I was able to go on and not let the hunger totally rule my life.
Tonight, the boy and I went and grabbed some Chinese food to bring home and eat. Some of it was pretty delicious. And, yet, most of it is still in the container in the refrigerator, because neither he nor I stuffed ourselves.
Maybe this is all just psychosomatic. Maybe it’s just the first-flushes of the new medicine. Maybe it won’t last forever. But I am just so happy to sort of have a break from the negativity and the "poor pity me" feelings I have had so often. I know I’m going to get some good exercise — somehow, some way — this weekend, and I am really looking forward to it. In fact, I’m looking forward to everything a lot more these days.