It's only Tuesday and already it's been a long week. The spinning described earlier has been controlled by anti-motion meds. One side effect. I sleep. I call the pharmacist -- I thought you said these were non-drowsy?
"Never said that. Said they were 'LESS drowsy'."
Less drowsy. Considering that I've lost hours this week, fallen asleep in the middle of eating dinner and later brushing my teeth means had I taken the full strength stuff I'd be comatose this week.
So today, I took half the dose. Aah, insomnia. Back to my old self. Well, except for the spinning that doesn't go away. Water in the ear -- somewhere deep inside is turning my world upside down.
It's also made me think about all the things I have neglected and always say I want to do, and then don't. My writing. My painting. My sewing.
What would happen if I was never able to go back and do all those things again?
Maybe this week is a lesson learned.
Never take for granted having the ability to DO something.
I think I'm ready.
Liberating Plankton, part 1
6 days ago