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Date: 13 June 2006 01:43:24
right, today Guy and I went to doc's and I read National Geographic while he was prescribed stuff which we hope will be helpful in settling his reeling mind and fussing feelings.
Well, that's what they're meant to do.
But according to what others have experienced on similar meds (aren't they always similar but not quite the exact same thing!!!) the side-effects happen directly while the happy-effects happen once about 2 to 4 weeks have gone by.
Oh joy!
So watch this space and pppp-pretty please do pray it'd kick in with God-speed rather than normal speed.
(They're SSRIs 4 those who know what I'm on about)
Nice evening with good mates popping in and another good mate ringing. Ta all for the support. I cannot thank you all enough for standing by us like that.
Maman rang too so I'm embarassed to admit that I abandonned mates and bro to natter awhile and got some insight into a couple of things which needed clarifying somewhat. Good good.
Still, though the evening's been lovely, I'm still echoing a little from the beginning of the day, the 'eek' moment Guy had at me at one point, his worry after the doc's and not going back out to get the prescription but rather me having to go leaving him at home where he felt safe. Sometimes I push it, sometimes I don't it seemed appropriate not to push it then.
I'm wondering whether it's an impression or whether he actually slightly perks up and relaxes when as an evening (at home) goes by...
Thought back on bits of conversations I had with the guys at work yesterday.
T's permanent up there and S is agency or sessional and I know him from our place.
They and the other girl who was on were chatting about marriage and partners and why the guys hadn't settled with anyone while D has. Part of S's conclusion: he's never found some one who has the same kind of shape character and aspirations as him, telling us about travelling around and not settling in one place and moving on being part of him.
It's stayed with me for some reason and has appeared in my thoughts on occasion throughout the day.
Being single is useful right now and I'm absorbed the way only I can be by my beloved Guyguy and trying to be there for him in a positive and productive way.
I guess I wouldn't be able to do some of the walking through this together which being single makes me free to do right now. For that simple fact I am thankful that I'm not yet married.
I don't want to imagine the strain a relationship would undergo from our late night talks, weird jokes and pick me up connivance, Guy's long silences and general of lack sense, incomprehensible freakouts, excessively anxious vibes and oh so off the wall comments...
I know some people who would understand, but they're both few and far between and highly special. I don't yet know what my husband is made of.
I do hope he'll have the patient and accepting heart that'll enable me to welcome anyone randomly as I love to, the trusting and praying faithfulness that'll free me to put my arms round people like I can with Guy and the je ne sais quoi that'll protect me and be the refuge I need him to be when I come home in rags at the end of a day.
I don't often ask God for specifics. I think that's a good start to my wish list.
I did the vacuuming and moped the floors today and noticed how clean the floor was in the front room and how wrong that is...
It's meant to have biscuit crumbs and dust and the occational muddy footprint and splash of squash or juice, oh and probably some crumbs from a chicken sarnie.
Need I say more?
Oh, got free tickets for the Allergy Show in London on the weekend (thanks and more thanks to Green People) so will probably descend on the capital on Saturday to check it out. I hope to find some info on asthma and on intolerances/reactions to additives, preservatives, E numbers...
Hmmm, it's late. The moon is pretty much full, quite low on the horizon and fuzzy from the day's damp. Yellowy too. Looks ace. I remember rain storms like today's from when I was a kid. Not as impressive but wasn't bad.