@DianeJ2 Well, I'm having a little less nausea, but I'm burping up stomach acid. I've never had acid reflux from any medication before. If this keeps going, I'm not sure what I'll do.
I'm glad we have so much in common, but I'm not glad you have to deal with chronic illness too. This is such a bummer, and you certainly do not deserve it.
Not sure what "normal" is. I guess it's relative, because my normal is not the same as someone else's. I do wish mine was more like the "normal" that is associated with contentment. Maybe I'll get closer to that if this med works out.
My appointment was yesterday, and my doctor ordered a 90-day supply of the Pristiq for me. (My insurance wants me to do mail-order.) So we are assuming it will be fine for me to continue on with this medication and dose for the next few months. He also increased my Klonopin. I'm not sure why he did that, but I don't have to take as much as he prescribed if I don't want to. I worry about how my organs will be affected by too much medication.
So the beta-blocker helps with the racing heartbeat? My heartbeat races, but I have low blood pressure, so I don't think I could take a beta-blocker. Maybe that's why the doctor gave me more Klonopin; my heart was racing, but I cannot go up in dosage yet on the Pristiq, and I don't think he can prescribe something that would decrease my already low blood pressure. It doesn't sound like a lot of fun anyway, so I'm happy to avoid it. I hope you can get off of it, reduce it, or that your body will get used to it and it won't affect you as much.
I know it was traumatic for you to lose your parents. Nobody's ever ready for that, but I'm sure it's worse when they're both gone and the pain of losing them has been aggravated by how they died and other factors. I hope your pain will ebb, and you will be able to feel more peaceful about the situation down the road. ((hugs))
I get what you're saying about looking at other peoples' happy announcements. I'm glad for them, but if I spend too much time on Facebook, it can lead to me comparing my life with theirs. So I avoid Facebook and try to focus on myself. But it's still hard not to compare. I smile when things are going well for others, but there is a quiet sadness inside. And I get upset when others act like I should be doing better. I'm doing what I can.
After my appointment, I went back to my mother's house (where I was staying since Saturday). My sister had sent me a text to tell me our cousins' dad had died. She asked me to tell Mom. The text conversation went well. She told me she and her wife are telling the kids tomorrow that they will be getting separated. I told her I hope it goes well, and that I think the kids will be okay, it will just take time. So, I guess my sister and I are sort of talking again (at a distance).
My mom and I talked, and I told her what my sister told me. She was angry that the kids have to deal with their parents' situation, and she predicts a catastrophic outcome. I mentioned that the kids are lucky to have parents who they know love them, and that it will help them through the situation. She insisted that they will be deeply scarred for life.
I knew it was time to pack up the car and go home. (LoL)
I couldn't help but feel irritated that all of this concern was missing when my sister and I were kids. And it aggravates me that she seems to be so angry with my sister and sister-in-law about this situation. They both have their reasons for what they're doing. I understand why my mother is worried about the kids, but I feel like she is so toxically angry at my sister and sister-in-law that it will only cause more problems (and it's hypocritical). I also cannot get wrapped up in her doomsday predictions. She told me to mark her words that her brothers and sisters would not react well to the news that my sister is transgender. I was worried too, but I told her to wait and see. They seem to be taking the news well. The brother she was most convinced would react badly did not.
I didn't say much to her when she was ranting. I do try to bring up other points of view or possibilities when she goes off like she did, in the hopes that she will see other peoples' points of view and realize that every situation doesn't wind up a tragedy. Sometimes she seems to get something out of what I say, but most of the time she maintains her mindset.
It's best for me to distance myself from that. I have a hard enough time thinking positively as it is. It was probably time for me to come home anyway, because even though I still feel like c***, I need to be getting things done here when I can. I only needed to be there in case I had a bad reaction. Hopefully things will be better from here on out.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my novel, and that you're doing well. 

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