Last night was hell. After taking the ambien, I finally fell asleep on the couch around 4 a.m. i went into the bedroom around 6:15 and got up for work at 8. As you can imagine, I was miserable all day. I still had the awful headache from the Dalmane. I had severe medicine hangover from taking two pills. I made little sense all day. I got a fair amount of work done, but I put a couple of things onto my plate for tomorrow because I didn't feel like I could communicate effectively by 4:30.
I spoke with my doctor. He agreed that the sleeping pill was clearly the devil (perhaps that wasn't his exact wording). He put me back on the full dose of Ambien and added some cousin of valium to the nighty night cocktail. If this doesn't work, I call him again next week and beg for mercy.
I spent most of the day in a complete panic. Very agitated and felt like I was going nuts. My whole body simply feels heavy now. I am still awake because I insist on watching the finale of Lost. Hopefully, I won't miss a ton of subtle points because I am too fried to understand it.
Oh, and I really want a kitten for my birthday. I'll even take one with hair. I want a black one to name Snowball. And I want it to be itty bitty and I want to rescue it. The Boy said no. He said we have enough cats. While this is potentially true, we definitely don't have enough ity bitty kittens named Snowball.
Last night was hell. After taking the ambien, I finally fell asleep on the couch around 4 a.m. i went into the bedroom around 6:15 and got up for work at 8. As you can imagine, I was miserable all day. I still had the awful headache from the Dalmane. I had severe medicine hangover from taking two pills. I made little sense all day. I got a fair amount of work done, but I put a couple of things onto my plate for tomorrow because I didn't feel like I could communicate effectively by 4:30.
I spoke with my doctor. He agreed that the sleeping pill was clearly the devil (perhaps that wasn't his exact wording). He put me back on the full dose of Ambien and added some cousin of valium to the nighty night cocktail. If this doesn't work, I call him again next week and beg for mercy.
I spent most of the day in a complete panic. Very agitated and felt like I was going nuts. My whole body simply feels heavy now. I am still awake because I insist on watching the finale of Lost. Hopefully, I won't miss a ton of subtle points because I am too fried to understand it.
Oh, and I really want a kitten for my birthday. I'll even take one with hair. I want a black one to name Snowball. And I want it to be itty bitty and I want to rescue it. The Boy said no. He said we have enough cats. While this is potentially true, we definitely don't have enough ity bitty kittens named Snowball.