So as part of my Cymbalta Detox plan, I step down 10% of the dosage every 14 days. This puts me at every other Saturday night I start the step down, which puts me in a mild tizzy by the following Monday. Today is Monday.
I was hoping that with today being Halloween I would be able to maintain some sanity, and not dive into the depths of despair because I would be otherwise occupied.
Yes, and no.
I am having massive sugar cravings. In a house filled with candy.
I am sick to my stomach and only want to eat crackers to calm it.
I want to go to bed but I have stuff that my kids need help with.
Husband is home, but he is feeling crummy so I feel awful asking for help from him.
I’m about to toss everything within reach out the window and light it on fire- just to give myself something to take my mind off of my MIND!
(this is kind of what insanity looks like. I usually don’t write when I am truly insane. FYI.)
Tomorrow will be better. It always is.
Thanks for the temporary diversion. I’m now going to go back to the kitchen and see if I can salvage my botched attempt at making almond meal so I can bake a loaf of bread so I will have something to eat since I cannot eat the yummy mummy that I made for the family for dinner. Nor can I eat the cookies that I made for them. Nor can I drink the tasty bottles of root beer that Husband bought to go with the yummy mummy. Where are those hot pokers, again?