Exhausted!!!! Possibly the new meds?
Any thoughts on whether or not "blood pressure meds" might cause someone to be supremely exhausted all the time while on them? The Doc advised that they have a relatively short shelf life and would be out of my system early the next morning [if taken just before bed] and are not supposed to cause any sedative-like reactions. They've been helping tremendously with my sleep - due to no longer experiencing the mad terror I'd get before when I'd encounter a bad dream - but I wonder if perhaps my sleep is poorer [it IS a word!] than prior to the medication. *Shrug* Dunno.
Also started the Prozac last night - which was FREE from the pharmacy. Very odd. Starting on 1/2 tablet for first week - then uping the dose to 1 full tablet for a week and if I feel the urge to, Doc gave me permission to up the dose to 1.5 tabs total/regular dose. I've been doing [fairly] well on getting to bed on time. I HATE that Dev and I no longer work the weekend shift together. I miss him being here and I feel a little dead inside with him gone. It's weird - I did the math and he started working here only a month or so after I was rehired. So essentially, he's been here and working with me for a year. No wonder I was used to him being here. He was my savior and bitching partner in crime.
The end of an era. Why can't I stop being depressed about this? It's all consuming. Granted - it's not just this. one. thing. But, I still don't think my life is so horrible that I have any right to be feeling the way I have been. Yes, my job sucks and I hate coming in to work - loathe it actually; but I'm also scared shitless to search for another job. I am so not up for having to explain that I fucked up royally when I was 19, and thus have a "theft" charge on my record - to scar me for the rest of my life. No, it's not a CONVICTION, but it's still there, tauting me menacingly. I'm also worried about it's presence when we go to look for an apartment. Not many people - these days - feel the need to supply second chances. Once a fuck-up, always a fuck-up. Guess in my case this might very well be true.
Also started the Prozac last night - which was FREE from the pharmacy. Very odd. Starting on 1/2 tablet for first week - then uping the dose to 1 full tablet for a week and if I feel the urge to, Doc gave me permission to up the dose to 1.5 tabs total/regular dose. I've been doing [fairly] well on getting to bed on time. I HATE that Dev and I no longer work the weekend shift together. I miss him being here and I feel a little dead inside with him gone. It's weird - I did the math and he started working here only a month or so after I was rehired. So essentially, he's been here and working with me for a year. No wonder I was used to him being here. He was my savior and bitching partner in crime.
The end of an era. Why can't I stop being depressed about this? It's all consuming. Granted - it's not just this. one. thing. But, I still don't think my life is so horrible that I have any right to be feeling the way I have been. Yes, my job sucks and I hate coming in to work - loathe it actually; but I'm also scared shitless to search for another job. I am so not up for having to explain that I fucked up royally when I was 19, and thus have a "theft" charge on my record - to scar me for the rest of my life. No, it's not a CONVICTION, but it's still there, tauting me menacingly. I'm also worried about it's presence when we go to look for an apartment. Not many people - these days - feel the need to supply second chances. Once a fuck-up, always a fuck-up. Guess in my case this might very well be true.