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  • Other plans...

    That old saying- life is what happens whilst you are making other plans.  My plan this week was to redecorate the manse kitchen... I have chosen the colour and bought the paint but, today when I thought I could finally get started, the sertraline induced nausea is such that I cannot face the smell of paint!

    Instead, I am chillaxing with some 'holy humour'... thought-provoking and funny, sometimes laugh out loud funny, little collections.  It's said that may a true word is spoken in jest, and these authors demonstrate that with aplomb.

    I might finally get started on my painting tomorrow...

  • I hereby declare the sertraline 'weaning off' done!

    I am the world's greatest rule follower.  I did three weeks of alternate days of sertraline, endured the nausea, nightmares and flushes and all was well.  I've now done nearly two weeks of every third day, and it's getting silly... I am fine when I don't take, it, cheerful, calm, energised, irritated only by things that are irritating... and then when I take it I feel nauseous for 24 hours, sweat like the proverbial porkine creature and don't sleep well... This, to me, says it's time to stop as I'm  now getting adverse effects by continuing the slow wean off.

    Hopefully the Evil Monster Me will not return - but, unless she does, that's me done with the sertraline.