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Do you know what happens when you take a medicine that is suppose to be taken at bedtime and you take it with 2 meals-you get very sleepy!!! Then you get a migraine during the night. Side effect of medicine is headaches and dizziness (as if I needed any help with those) to begin with. I ended up having to take migraine meds during the middle of the night and then in the AM. I took the wrong med for breakfast and lunch. I ended up in bed at 5pm last night. That is after the excitement about the falling ceiling and dripping water in our main closet. Water is still dripping.

Sunday, DH tells me he just wants us to work toward being "happy" like we use to be. When we take off for the day with little money and have a ball. Uh, that was almost 30 years ago, he was not in a wheelchair and I could walk 10 miles without feeling pain the next day. He seems to think that we don't need to see a counselor because we can do it by ourselves. Um, if we could, it would have been done already. I found out that his family did go to counseling- a few sessions, and they blamed everything on him. Never got through an entire treatment because money ran out. Sounds familiar, I was the problem child-in my case, as soon as the therapist would point out a different way of doing something, or show that maybe I wasn't the problem, we would stop going. MY Mother would find fault. I tried to tell DH that counseling would help both of us overcome the "fleas" we picked up from our folks, but he's not understanding it. Oh, well, I will continue the search for my own. I even told him that I would do without the movies, going out to eat and the ordering out to go to counseling. NO Dice. So it is on me. Oh, and he blamed himself for ME taking the wrong meds. Saying that he's putting too much stress on me. Then when I got on here, there was a poem that included the line "because you don't love me anymore" . I called him and let him know that I love him and that I am sorry that he FEELS like I don't love him, but that is not the truth. We will see what happens

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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (2) Share on Facebook		2010-11-09 1:27 PM Do not mix up your medicines!! Do you know what happens when you take a medicine that is suppose to be taken at bedtime and you take it with 2 meals-you get very sleepy!!! Then you get a migraine during the night. Side effect of medicine is headaches and dizziness (as if I needed any help with those) to begin with. I ended up having to take migraine meds during the middle of the night and then in the AM. I took the wrong med for breakfast and lunch. I ended up in bed at 5pm last night. That is after the excitement about the falling ceiling and dripping water in our main closet. Water is still dripping. Sunday, DH tells me he just wants us to work toward being "happy" like we use to be. When we take off for the day with little money and have a ball. Uh, that was almost 30 years ago, he was not in a wheelchair and I could walk 10 miles without feeling pain the next day. He seems to think that we don't need to see a counselor because we can do it by ourselves. Um, if we could, it would have been done already. I found out that his family did go to counseling- a few sessions, and they blamed everything on him. Never got through an entire treatment because money ran out. Sounds familiar, I was the problem child-in my case, as soon as the therapist would point out a different way of doing something, or show that maybe I wasn't the problem, we would stop going. MY Mother would find fault. I tried to tell DH that counseling would help both of us overcome the "fleas" we picked up from our folks, but he's not understanding it. Oh, well, I will continue the search for my own. I even told him that I would do without the movies, going out to eat and the ordering out to go to counseling. NO Dice. So it is on me. Oh, and he blamed himself for ME taking the wrong meds. Saying that he's putting too much stress on me. Then when I got on here, there was a poem that included the line "because you don't love me anymore" . I called him and let him know that I love him and that I am sorry that he FEELS like I don't love him, but that is not the truth. We will see what happens Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top