ladybama's Journal

Boy, another day without the meds.  Each day I cold feel my body letting go of them and each day I thought I as back to my old self.  About 4 yesterday afternoon, I sprang up from my usual place on the couch and did a load of dishes and some laundry.  I looked around and saw my tiny apartment was just a mess.  I must be feeling better, the mess is getting to me .  lol   This morning is not quite as inspiring as the few hours I had last night, but I can still see the mess. 

This is the strangest journey I have been on.  I couldn't get through one cycle of meds yet but still feel that I will be here for awhile.  If I still feel this way tomorrow, I plan to get out of this apartment for awhile.  Maybe June and I will go sit a slot machine or maybe even to a movie.  I just know I need to get out before I start this again.