A Funny Thing Happened
I woke up this morning and realized that I slept a solid 8 hours. To make things better, I fell asleep almost immediately. I never do that!
James woke me up 15 minutes later that I asked him to. He was really apologetic. I had to meet a friend at 10:15 for a bridal fair, and I wanted to be up at EXACTLY 9:00 so that I could have plenty of time to leisurely get ready and feed April.
Here’s the amazing part.
I was annoyed when I got up because that extra 15 minutes would normally have given me all the time I needed to shower and get dressed before sitting down to check my email and drink my coffee. But after jumping into the shower, the annoyance went away. I didn’t feel rushed or stressed that I didn’t have as much time as I’d hoped for.
Lately when something like this has happened, it ruins my day. I get extremely irritated over it, then it gets me so stressed that I just can’t hardly take it. I end up pissed off and extremely agitated.
I am marveling over this realization. I woke up 15 minutes late, and I wasn’t freaking out. I didn’t get mad at James. My morning wasn’t ruined, and neither was my day.
This is day 3 of Prozac, and James said he’s starting to notice a difference. I’m a little calmer. In a good way, not a comatose way.
I didn’t realize that at all. But I did notice the excellent night’s sleep. And the reaction to waking up late.
It’s going to take a good 2 weeks before the full effects of the medication really kick in, but so far, I’ve been doing well with it. No bad side effects yet. Just some drowsiness, which is probably why I was able to fall asleep so easily.
I think it actually may be helping.
Tags: Prozac