Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Brudders


Jessie and her little guys packed up their clothes and toothbrushes and toys and went home but before they left, we had a good time playing and we read a few books.
Got our last licks in as you might say.
August said that he would like to just stay here and of course he would if he had his mama and his daddy and his Mer and his Bop to take care of him and play with him and fix his snacks and read his books and go check for eggs and dig in the garden and why wouldn't that be heaven?
Levon does not care where he is as long as he has his mother whom he adores as a baby should do.

After they left I laid down on my bed and slept and slept.
I do not feel well.
I don't know if I'm getting sick or if I'm having withdrawal from Paxil. I got off it once before and that went okay although I eventually went back on it, but this time, I did not go as slowly in the weaning and it's been rather vile.
Last night I looked up the symptoms of withdrawal and I have almost every one of them and they range from flu-like symptoms to brain flashes to confusion to...
Well.
Vile.
I took a half a dose today because life is just too short and after I woke up I thought that perhaps really, I was just getting sick but I made myself move around a bit, doing a few chores here and there and actually felt a bit better so who knows?
I do know that I don't feel like doing much and have just spent a few hours working on Gibson's Monkey Man sock doll and watching ancient reruns of the Real Housewives of New York City which is just about the level of intellectual stimulation I can take at the moment. Maurice and Jack have been taking turns sitting on my lap, keeping me warm which is good because I am so cold. It's actually supposed to get down into the thirties tonight.

It's strangely quiet here this evening without these two.


I  miss them and their mama too but I don't feel as if I'd be of much use to them tonight. We sure had some good times and I sure have some funny and sweet memories. 


And next week, they and their parents and Lily and Jason and their boys and I and maybe Mr. Moon are all going down to Weeki Wachee Springs to see the mermaids and stay in the motel and oh! you know how happy that idea makes me. I so wish that Hank and Rachel and May and Michael could come too but they can't make this trip. 
We'll go back though, when they can. We always go back to Weeki Wachee. 
I can't wait to see those magical mermaids swimming in that beautiful spring through the eyes of August and Maggie. My heart is pretty dang excited, just thinking about it. 

The sun has set and the sky is all in streaks of blue and rose and the last birds at the feeder are making snapping noises as they crack the seeds of their supper before they go and settle in their nests for the night. 

Stay warm, be cozy, feel better, love your brother, hold hands crossing the street, keep books in every room for convenient reading purposes. 
Kiss, kiss, kiss. 
Hug. 

Love...Ms. Moon




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    1. They are so sweet. Mostly. It's amazing how much the younger one already adores his brother.

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  2. Such beautiful pictures. Put all three of them in a frame and give to Jessie for her birthday in May. They’re keepers. As for you MerMer, rest up. Feel better soon. Love.

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    1. That is a good idea! The light was just about perfect.

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  3. Those boys are just precious. You have the sweetest family.

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  4. Those brothers are outrageously gorgeous. And I'm so excited that you're going back to see the mermaids with Gibson and Maggie. And I hope that you're feeling better soon, too.

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    1. I can't wait to take pictures of another generation of the family at Weeki Wachee. It's going to be so fun.

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  5. I will join the chorus in wishing you feel better soon and loving these visits with your sweet grandchildren. I think the idea from 37 Paddington about the photos is excellent, too.

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    1. Thank you, e. I do feel better. And yes- the picture idea is a great one.

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  6. I am off Serequel completely now and am weaning off Wellbutrin. I started at 300 and am down to 75. It’s been difficult. I am so tired all the time. I’m hoping when I am off completely the fatigue will pass. It all comes down to the medications don’t work. I am tired of being on medications that have no benefit.

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    1. Birdie! I miss you! I am thinking of you so much.

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  7. Take good care of yourself as you adjust the meds. I had cutt down because life events seemed to warrant trying, but now some things are getting bumpy again. What I've gained hopefully is a little more space to go up again on the meds if needed. I try not to live up to the label one Dr. gave me (smiling) of "psychopharmacological puritan". Do what you need to...know people love you and love reading about your life and thoughts.

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    1. Sometimes I wonder why I even try to get off these meds. I mean, I actually do feel pretty good on them and then I go and mess it all up. I suppose that I too am a psychopharmacological puritan. Well, not really. But sort of.

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  8. I'm so sorry you're not feeling great. I hope it's a transient bug and, if not, I hope the meds even out! At least you have adorable grandkids to help see you through. You may just be exhausted from their visit!

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    1. Oh, I'm sure that the visit may have contributed some to the fatigue but the other symptoms were definitely due to withdrawal. I feel like a junkie.

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  9. hope you are over whatever is is/was. love those boys.

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    1. Yep. Feeling better. I got to see those boys again today. It was fun. Levon is just getting so smiley and talky.

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