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Faking It

Well, I'm feeling a bit better. Enough to know when to shut my mouth and what to say when I do open it. I know it's my icing - it always helps this way. Hopefully meds will pick up and kick in soon though.

This was a particularly rough one. Perhaps because it came so quickly on the end of the last one back in October/November? Perhaps because I thought I was "cured" and that we could play with the meds in the hopes that I could one day quit taking them.

But that's not meant to be.

So here I sit. Tired but awake. Contemplating what next to do ... sit here and research stocks, tv, crocheting, pictures. There's really always something; it's just a matter of finding it.

Toodles!

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