Monthly Archives: April 2016

Give me a break please…


Into my life a million raindrops are falling.

Due to  Effexor I am brain dead, food makes me ill and breathing is becoming difficult and I can’t sleep, terrible nightmares. (All side effects listed)

Today I find out someone has my credit card number. Luckily the transaction failed and hopefully won’t go through so that I have to go through Visa to get my money back. Idiots picked the wrong account. I am broker then broke. Card is canceled and will get new one tomorrow. Of course I had just used the card about an hour before.

Tomorrow I also have an appointment with the therapist who is leaving my life. My favorite one so far. It will be my first time driving since the procedure. Family is worried.

My cat is switching her allegiance to my son. She is finally coming to me again in short spurts during the week.  She must feel abandoned since the family moved me downstairs so I can’t fall down these steps anymore at least.

Love,

Tessa (and thank you for the continuing prayers and notes.)

 

 

I have missed my beloved fellow bloggers…


My life is still a total mess. My first trip to the hospital for mental help was not quite as bad as this one was. Please forgive my typos and mixups, etc.  The Effexor was an evil medicine. I wish I had read the side effects sooner. Maybe I wouldn’t have suffered as bad mentally.  It is still in my system, but each day my mental impairment gets a little better. It is full of severe side-effects and they are listed that way.  When I started complaining about mental impairment worse than usual and started writing in therapy in a weird way someone should have listened.

I have just lost several months of my life and things just kept piling on. A couple weeks ago I had to go to a eye hospital in PA to have an emergency eye treatment. Still recovering from that and can’t read or write for long yet or drive.

I can’t remember how to post. I am taking forever to write this.

I may not have the best life in the world, but I want the old one back. I no longer have faith in the hospital and or drs/nurses. They have made things worse for me twice and this time it was serious.

Memory is gone and quickly after something happens. My family is dealing well with this situation considering. I appreciate them.

And before I forget, my grandson has enlisted in the Marine Corp. We are proud of him. He is finishing up high school and he will go near the end of the year to boot camp, but they have him officially enlisted.

Tessa – thanks for the prayers and notes.