the Lunesta is no better than grass...
...got to keep the loonies on the path.
Saturday turned out to be a bad day for the both of us. In the beginning, we ate scrumptious pancakes, among the first I made since seeing the foot doctor. Trish walked out the door, Pizza Hut weather, to intersect the Loco Daze parade as it passed by the home of the Crazy Taco.
I turned the computer on, checked my email, & had to reply to aburt & the bozo who sent in the late crit. Apparently, he thought you had to do it this way. He got his credit removed because I complained, but I really do feel sorry for the guy, if only because he's wasting a lot of time & effort doing reviews that people don't want. Besides which, I'm getting tired of hearing, "Oh no! A big word I can't understand! Dumb it down!"
Then I started the new version of "Galaxies," now set in the Kuiper Belt, with a Dawn Imperious & a Roxy mistress, closet dominatrix. I had a real blast while working on it, then Trish called...
...teary-eyed voice, something had happened at work; she was afraid she'd be fired: Bridget had yelled at her that she wasn't doing her job, pots & pans stacked up -- what do you expect when you have a rodeo (lonesome cowboy Bill), a football game, & Crazy Daze, all going at once? Where do they expect people to eat, the land of the Crazy Taco? Indeed, even their dough had begun a vanishing act. Yet even though Trish went over Bridget's head, complaining to Theresa, she's afraid the conflict between the 2 will cause them both to get verbal warnings.
The point of fact is that Bridget is supposed to help with the dishes, she just doesn't like to. When there is no Say Bra or Vanessa, Bridget will shirk her responsibilities & try to force Trish to do everything herself -- & with all that going on in the City of Invisible, how can some girl with a disability keep up?
I tried to calm Trish down, then decided to treat her to a Crazy Taco, to cheer her up. We split a plate of nacho supreme, which used to be big enough for 2, but now it isn't. Rather than waste money at an over-priced fast food place, we split a quesadilla & I also broke out a new jar of peanut butter we'd got from the Food Bank.
While Trish cleaned in the kitchen, even washing the brand new tablecloth in the washing machine, I sat around & watched Jason & the Argonauts on Skiffy...
...a sudden revelation: could Lunesta have caused the upward spikes of blood pressure I've been having?
ER doctor couldn't find anything, but since that problem started at the same time as the new med, that was most likely the culprit.
A quick search of the Internet found, on WebMD, that although it's extremely rare, less than 1%, Lunesta does do that.
We brought Quilty Bear up from the basement, & tossed Toastie Bear on top. The combination became over-toastie, so I tried to readjust the temperature, wound up with an E (from accidentally turning it off), & fortunately my insomnia allowed me to reset it when the time had come. This time, I kept it on L.
I had to lie awake until 2:00 or 3:00 AM last night, eventually got up at 7:00. Yes, I really do need sleep medication. Yes, Ambien-CR is right for me, & I'm going to appeal Community Care's decision.
In the meantime, I'm probably going to continue to suffer from insomnia -- & turn into Cranky Bear. I hope not. But I know my illness. I will attempt, though, to control it.
I'm going to try...
Saturday turned out to be a bad day for the both of us. In the beginning, we ate scrumptious pancakes, among the first I made since seeing the foot doctor. Trish walked out the door, Pizza Hut weather, to intersect the Loco Daze parade as it passed by the home of the Crazy Taco.
I turned the computer on, checked my email, & had to reply to aburt & the bozo who sent in the late crit. Apparently, he thought you had to do it this way. He got his credit removed because I complained, but I really do feel sorry for the guy, if only because he's wasting a lot of time & effort doing reviews that people don't want. Besides which, I'm getting tired of hearing, "Oh no! A big word I can't understand! Dumb it down!"
Then I started the new version of "Galaxies," now set in the Kuiper Belt, with a Dawn Imperious & a Roxy mistress, closet dominatrix. I had a real blast while working on it, then Trish called...
...teary-eyed voice, something had happened at work; she was afraid she'd be fired: Bridget had yelled at her that she wasn't doing her job, pots & pans stacked up -- what do you expect when you have a rodeo (lonesome cowboy Bill), a football game, & Crazy Daze, all going at once? Where do they expect people to eat, the land of the Crazy Taco? Indeed, even their dough had begun a vanishing act. Yet even though Trish went over Bridget's head, complaining to Theresa, she's afraid the conflict between the 2 will cause them both to get verbal warnings.
The point of fact is that Bridget is supposed to help with the dishes, she just doesn't like to. When there is no Say Bra or Vanessa, Bridget will shirk her responsibilities & try to force Trish to do everything herself -- & with all that going on in the City of Invisible, how can some girl with a disability keep up?
I tried to calm Trish down, then decided to treat her to a Crazy Taco, to cheer her up. We split a plate of nacho supreme, which used to be big enough for 2, but now it isn't. Rather than waste money at an over-priced fast food place, we split a quesadilla & I also broke out a new jar of peanut butter we'd got from the Food Bank.
While Trish cleaned in the kitchen, even washing the brand new tablecloth in the washing machine, I sat around & watched Jason & the Argonauts on Skiffy...
...a sudden revelation: could Lunesta have caused the upward spikes of blood pressure I've been having?
ER doctor couldn't find anything, but since that problem started at the same time as the new med, that was most likely the culprit.
A quick search of the Internet found, on WebMD, that although it's extremely rare, less than 1%, Lunesta does do that.
We brought Quilty Bear up from the basement, & tossed Toastie Bear on top. The combination became over-toastie, so I tried to readjust the temperature, wound up with an E (from accidentally turning it off), & fortunately my insomnia allowed me to reset it when the time had come. This time, I kept it on L.
I had to lie awake until 2:00 or 3:00 AM last night, eventually got up at 7:00. Yes, I really do need sleep medication. Yes, Ambien-CR is right for me, & I'm going to appeal Community Care's decision.
In the meantime, I'm probably going to continue to suffer from insomnia -- & turn into Cranky Bear. I hope not. But I know my illness. I will attempt, though, to control it.
I'm going to try...
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