Anyone who had to experience a full location change bringing all their valuables they owned creates so much exertion and stress holy cow.
First it was the cleaning a house that never received that type of cleaning in 20 years. Then it was the reorganizing of things. Like the couch moved into three different rooms finally before we moved.
Then there is the unpacking stress, the final doctors visit. I was prescribed two anxiety meds buspar and clonaze.
And finally the chilling part when it’s all over. 14 days.
But the good thing is I came to respect and not take for granted the simple things like water, food that some other people might take for granted.
My head was mush, worse time than I had in years and it was due to the physical moving of many objects that forced scenario felt terrible.
First night arrived I just got a tent pitched and didn’t sleep only 2 hours. Next day I checked in a hotel and you imagine how great it was to have all these things. Shower, water, ice, food, TV.
I guess I left a week early and that mayhem of quickness ruined the process. But it’s over I’m laying in a hammock right now in the north west Pennsylvania woods.
They took me off seroquel, I was always counting things I don’t know if that was negative but I’d like count money for fun now that I am risperidone my mind just counts the days. Literally seroquel and risperidone I would go with risperidone it’s neat to think the brain is functioning to a particular advantage when all it is a symptom of the lack of medicine. Peace, namaste, coo yah, sza