Or at least I think it's the drugs.
Let's see - how many posts have I made here this month? This will be number four. Last January? Forty-six. A month ago? Fifteen.
When did I start on - not a new med - but one that's a generic substitute for the generic substitute I was taking until about mid-December?
Hmm...
I so hate having to take meds to make me, me. But that's the nature of the beast that is me.
So why this post? It's almost my birthday. Maybe that non-milestone is staring me in the face and I'm not at all looking forward to it. Maybe it's that Marilee is starting a new job soon and I won't have time doing this, getting her off to work in a timely fashion. Not that it's been a problem, if at all, over the last year-and-a-half while she's been off work.
Then again, maybe the drugs have finally settled down and my body is finally adjusting to them.
Or, since we have a new insurance plan, yet another generic for a generic generic is coming in the mail this week.
Oh joy.
Thursday, January 27
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