Very random thought: do I want to do NaNoWriMo? Have I even got anything to write? (Currently, no. but I’m not ruling it out.)
Books books books BOOKS books. (I may be reading Gideon The Ninth. EEEEEEEEEEEEH.)
Side-effects of anti-depressants so far:
- Additional happiness. I’m boppy. Happy. Dancing. W.T.F.
- Talking at triple speed, complete with lots of hand waving
- Extra-hard crashes when I run out of food energy
- Slight muscle aches – sort of like general tiredness, but like gravity’s extra heavy
- Green poop (ok, that one might have been blue food colouring. Do you know it turns your poop green?)
- BAKING. ALL OF THE BAKING. (My colleagues are very happy.)
Random thoughts on side effects:
So far, the worst side effect has actually been the fuzziness; I feel like I’m wrapped in cotton wool and having to wade through it to do anything, including think. My words are usually slightly absent (if you didn’t know, which I didn’t until a year ago, memory loss is a side effect of long-term depression – and it explains a lot about the way I can’t always think of words and don’t have a lot of long-term memories!) but they’ve been more absent than usual at the moment. No eloquent soliloquies for me! BAH.
The most painful side effect has been the crashes. I’m used to a fairly slow (a couple of hours) onset of “need to eat”, and at the moment it’s down to about an hour; I can be fine, push through, and then WHOMP I’m into shaky territory, and it takes about an hour to pull myself back up even after I have eaten. It’s annoying, and I keep forgetting about it! DOUBLE BAH. Luckily I do always keep snacks around but it’s just frustrating (and painful.)
However – AUTUMN! Autumn is here! It’s been lovely to have golden sunshine and I adore chilly mornings; there’s something about breathing cold air when the sky’s bright blue and the sun’s shining through the trees that is lovely. Even the rain is good; I like hearing it splotting down. (Good word, splotting.) And we’ve put the extra thick duvet on the bed and it’s like sleeping under a pillow. It’s amazing.
Also: three o’clock is seriously the worst time of the day. It goes so slowly!
That is all.