Good Morning Prozac, how are you today?
Good Morning Looney, I enjoyed fucking up your stomach last night.
Thanks Prozac, I knew I could count on you to make me feel better, grumble. You have Tums?
Hell no. Thats not my job. But take a Xanax and you'll forget all about it.
LIES! I took my stupid little white pill.. I did not feel better. It didn't kick in until well AFTER the presentation I had to do today in front of 11 new employees. I really don't know what I said to them. In fact I think I didn't say much of anything. I blanked out, my ears shot on fire and thankfully I had another co-worker there to step in for me. She was awesome and totally took over. I likely looked like a moron I'm sure. I really don't care anymore (oooh, did you just help me Xanax?). My hands itch. My stomach still hurts, and I realized that even though this Xanax just kicked in, i'm not feeling it like yesterday. Yesterday I was a real zombie. Ok so maybe thats good that i'm not walking around gurgling my words today. Hmm. Prozac will take some time... will continue to log it.
I remember the last time I was on them, I went from down down down to up up up and then it evened out and bleh, I was managing but eventually I thought whats the point. We'll see what happens this time. I suppose I should call and make an appt with the shrink too. I really don't feel like telling my entire life story from scratch. Again.
The morning was its regular mess - prior to walking out the door. There was a battle about which shirt to wear. More like he just couldn't make up his mind. Blue shirt, brown shirt, no blue shirt, no brown shirt. Temper tantrum. Then it was Look at my shoes, no don't look at my shoes, followed by WHY didn't you look at my shoooooes!! Waaaaaah!!!! Then there was another issue with yet another car. Thankfully the drop off at school went well. Phew.
Last night was a long night though. Thinking the antibiotics kicked his stomach badly. So there we were.. 3am, both holding our stomachs crying. And now I think I have his cold. Its all so minor, but I wanted to cry by the time the shoe drama occured.
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