Tuesday, July 14, 2009
StanHOPEa, in bud
My Stanhopea Occulata, with buds, last March.
Last night, The Most DH left again for work - he has had to be there for fourteen hours of every day for the last ten days - he had only been gone a short while when I felt a shift in myself. At first it was just a subtle urge to go tackle a clutter pile that had eaten my office. But it grew untill I discovered it was midnight, and Id actually been feeling more like myself, and gotten so much done, including a tiny bit of creative work!
I feel almost as though I am back, and its such a relief. Even if we find that this depressive episode is not yet over, I still feel better to be out of the woods as far as that particular anti-depressant went. I am taking a punt that Ive been on the weaning off dose long enough to stop it now, see how today goes.
And since The Most DH is going to be up in a couple hours, and actually be home with me today and tommorrow, you can bet he will get me to call the doctor. Im going to put it off for as long as I can get away with it, Im really apprehensive about being medicated again. Can I just will myself to be not depressed enough to need meds...or am I being delusional about this? Who knows? Thats another thing I can talk to DH about as soon as he is awake enough.
Im off to heat up the espresso machine, he is going to need a double today. He promised to walk the new five kilometre route with me.
No luck finding cushy, springy soled sneakers yesterday. When did sport shoes get so useless? (under $300, LOLb).