hazzafrazzit

So, I unenrolled my daughter yesterday and faretheewelled her off with her bio-mom. The house is eerily silent. I don't know what to think about that.
My son had a good day at school today, and that makes it one whole week of being good. It makes me glad that he can do better. And I'm proud that he is handling his sister leaving better than I am.
I only have three pills left on one of my meds. Hopefully I will be just fine without the Cogentin, and the Trilafon and Welbutrin keep me going. I'm kind of tempted to double my Welbutrin, but having learned that a higher dose of it triples the likelihood of a mania spell, I probably won't. I just have to keep reminding myself that there are things beyond my control, and I can only accept them, it just causes too much heartache to fight it.
On the note, I am going to bed. With a sappy love story book. Goodnight.