Last night I took my first dose of Saphris. I don’t remember much after that. I slept for 12 hours. I vaguely remember being led to bed and falling over on the way, but that’s about it.
At 2:30 the Valkyrie, the Naiad, and I went off to see N’s doctor for a routine check-up. Came home, had dinner, ran errands (Office Depot for a mouse, BFF’s house to check on her cats, and Walgreens for a few things),and spent the evening hanging out with my girls: spinning, in my case, and watching V play more Dragon Age.
It sounds like a pretty calm day, doesn’t it? It would have been, if I hadn’t been struggling with feeling wrong all day. I felt like… it was sort of like if someone changed the lenses of my glasses to a different prescription without telling me. Except it was my brain that was off, not my eyes. I felt jittery and too-aware, but everyone kept telling me how much better I seemed and how proactive I was being about stuff. So I was confused and concerned that I felt so weird but was acting so great.
This evening I realized that because the Saphris had knocked me out so fast last night, I’d forgotten to take my meds. And this morning I was so groggy I forgot to take them then, too.
Frankly, it is amazing that I functioned as well as I did today. Amazing. I hope I do that well tomorrow, because I managed to get in early to see my gynecologist for my HRT. Meep. This should be interesting…