Finally

It's Friday evening and like everyone else, I live for Fridays. Usually I'm so exhausted that when I get home I just sit and can't move. Today is different. I'm actually feeling OK.

I discovered my problem with feeling sick yesterday. I had forgotten to take my Cymbalta for 3 days. As I was packing meds to visit Susan and kids this week-end, I found the bottle at the back of my medicine cabinet. As soon as I got to work, I googled "cymbalta cold turkey". OMG, I had almost every symptom that was listed! Cymbalta is an SSRI anti-depressant used to treat pain in people with fibro. But you never want to cold turkey Cymbalta.....ever. The feelings I had were so bad I don't want to go through that again. Why did I forget? This is my morning routine. Get out of bed, take pain meds, take a shower, get dressed and then take rest of meds. I've always had 5 usual meds that I only take in the AM.....5. So everyday I count to make sure I have them all. Well, I seemed to have forgotten that I've added Iron to my regimen. So I still had 5 AM pills. My system has worked for years and years, but clearly it isn't now. My great friend, Julie D, has a Kaiser appointment and said she'd pick up a large pill case for me to put those meds in. It's very cheap there. Isn't she a sweetheart? It's so good to have friends who care. I thank God for my friends who are still my friends even tho I can be a beast with the fibro. It's not easy being me.....fibro, PTSD, divorced, bereaved mom.....so it must be hard on my friends, too, when I go crazy. God is good.