I wasn’t sure I wanted to write this, much less publish it–but here I go.
The past few days have been a mix of emotions. When I entered the veterinarian’s office with tears in my eyes, I realized I was dealing with grief. It’s the third anniversary of my sister’s death and it caught me off guard. I’m also dealing with an overwhelming stash of craft supplies, which is stressing me.
I’ve almost caught up with my paper organization and am looking toward destashing the craft supplies. I had to face the fact that there are some things I’m just not going to do–such as make jewelry. I’m up in the air with scrapbooking because I don’t always have my photos printed. Also, there are programs to create virtual scrapbooks–they can be printed. So….should I keep all that paper and doo-dads or let it go? I do enjoy making my own cards, though.
I’m getting pretty good at asking myself how important an object is to me. Is it important enough to keep? Why? What will my kids do with it after I’m gone? Do they really want a stash of cheap practice beads?
So, after weeks of tapering off Abilify–which was the last drug added to my cocktail–and I didn’t take that long, I think I’m doing pretty well. I have some jitteriness and I’m not sure if it’s just the lack of that particular medication. However I’m soldering on by taking time to breathe and just be. I can do this without the one drug that raises my blood sugar level and makes me think I have to eat all the time. After a time, we will work on another drug.
As I’ve stated, my goal is to hope exercise and eating healthy will boost my mood enough that I won’t need medication. Realistically, I know that may not be the case. Either way I will accept what I have to accept.
As you can tell by my side bar tracking—I have not been on the treadmill, but I did lose another pound. I’ll get back to exercising. I’m calling my destashing, exercise–which I do work up a sweat so it counts.