Various

Hey, look, I slept! I think I'm not (constantly) tired for the first time in at least a month. Sleep is good. Not that I have any idea why I finally started sleeping again, mind. I rather like having a functional brain. Can this continue, please?

On being clinically depressed, via the_xtina. Mmmmyeah.

I largely manage to avoid this level of depression every winter (now - I used to not manage to avoid it), via non-perscription meds and light therapy, but only barely (as evidenced by the fact that I specifically ask people who live with me to poke me about light therapy if they haven't noticed me using it and I seem worse; if that goes on too long, I won't. I won't have the energy, or want to, or think it'll help, or care. Something in there, possibly other things, too). Especially in Jan/Feb.

I'm kinda terrified, what with how much everything is affecting me now, that I'm not going to manage to avoid that this winter. Much of how I manage to (barely) avoid it is through many coping mechanisms developed over my years of having this. They've been broken or nearly broken for almost 6 months now, due largely to too many other things taking up cope. And I _really_ don't like the fact that all this is reminding me _just_ how much cope daily life requires for me.

Unfortunately, the one perscription med I've tried for depression (Prosac) seemed to work initially, but then I started getting... numb. Very numb. And I didn't really notice that this was happening, or a problem (very much a problem!) until after I went off it in the spring. I'm just glad I had a built-in timeout, due to it being seasonal. Fortunately, though, and in a strange way, the wrist stuff has finally managed to get me to take various pills _regularly_, so I won't risk accidentally forgetting any of my depression stuff.

Still nothing definite, digestively. The evil intense nighttime pain with fat stopped. Unfortunately stopped, since it means that what with my confusing symptoms, I never got diagnosed definitely with gallbladder problems. So it'll likely come back again. I appear to have something else wrong with my digestive tract, though. Investigation continues. But at least I can eat more normal food!

Wrists like me better when I sleep. They ache a bit now (soon time for a lunch break, I can tell!), but they did not immediately upon waking, as they have for almost a month due to poor sleeping.

Ok, hungry. Break now. La!

Various

Hey, look, I slept! I think I'm not (constantly) tired for the first time in at least a month. Sleep is good. Not that I have any idea why I finally started sleeping again, mind. I rather like having a functional brain. Can this continue, please?

On being clinically depressed, via the_xtina. Mmmmyeah.

I largely manage to avoid this level of depression every winter (now - I used to not manage to avoid it), via non-perscription meds and light therapy, but only barely (as evidenced by the fact that I specifically ask people who live with me to poke me about light therapy if they haven't noticed me using it and I seem worse; if that goes on too long, I won't. I won't have the energy, or want to, or think it'll help, or care. Something in there, possibly other things, too). Especially in Jan/Feb.

I'm kinda terrified, what with how much everything is affecting me now, that I'm not going to manage to avoid that this winter. Much of how I manage to (barely) avoid it is through many coping mechanisms developed over my years of having this. They've been broken or nearly broken for almost 6 months now, due largely to too many other things taking up cope. And I _really_ don't like the fact that all this is reminding me _just_ how much cope daily life requires for me.

Unfortunately, the one perscription med I've tried for depression (Prosac) seemed to work initially, but then I started getting... numb. Very numb. And I didn't really notice that this was happening, or a problem (very much a problem!) until after I went off it in the spring. I'm just glad I had a built-in timeout, due to it being seasonal. Fortunately, though, and in a strange way, the wrist stuff has finally managed to get me to take various pills _regularly_, so I won't risk accidentally forgetting any of my depression stuff.

Still nothing definite, digestively. The evil intense nighttime pain with fat stopped. Unfortunately stopped, since it means that what with my confusing symptoms, I never got diagnosed definitely with gallbladder problems. So it'll likely come back again. I appear to have something else wrong with my digestive tract, though. Investigation continues. But at least I can eat more normal food!

Wrists like me better when I sleep. They ache a bit now (soon time for a lunch break, I can tell!), but they did not immediately upon waking, as they have for almost a month due to poor sleeping.

Ok, hungry. Break now. La!