Hey guys.
The doctor once again changed my meds. I really hate this. It feels like I can't remember last week without putting effort into it, let alone last month. It is so strange. The combination I was taking worked fine until about 6 months ago and then everything went haywire. Since then, we've been upping dosages, lowering dosages, changing meds, etc every month and nothing seems to be working well. I consider it good if it keeps me half way functional. If I weren't in the habit of writing things down, my life would be utter chaos instead of merely chaotic. If I don't write it down, it doesn't get done.
Sorry for the dump. I try to keep things positive here but I needed the rant and poor Michel already puts up with a lot.
On the bright side, I am working on two hibiscus flowers - one will be a hair slide, the other a ring. The least practical ring ever, but a ring.