In my last post, I talked about being ill during the 4th of July weekend while dealing with the heat. Well, my health problems weren't as bad as I worried they would be, so that's great. And the heat did subside, and that's great. But what I got in return was smoke from the Canadian wildfires and side effects from the medication my doctor prescribed. The medication I was given made me anxious, caused a great deal of insomnia for me, and kind of jacked my stomach up. Thankfully, I'm done with it for now. My last dose was Sunday and I hope it's all out of my system this week so I can try to get back to a normal sleep schedule and a reduction in the anxiety I've been feeling. I'm grateful the medication stopped the problem I was having, but it brought a new set of problems that I didn't expect. What a horrible trade-off. Getting old is no fun especially when your body starts breaking down and problems come out of nowhere.
Over the past few weeks, I have barely been able to sit still and read or do much of anything other than watch TV and do sudoku puzzles because I've been too wound up to do much more than that. Feeling so anxious that you think you're losing your mind if a horrible way to get through the day or (in my case) through the night since the anxiety seemed to come on in the evenings. I was generally okay during the day to work, but at night, I was a basket case. I need to find some meditation techniques or something to calm myself.
