The new pills, to help me gain energy and feel happier, kicked my butt big time. Last Wednesday I slept four hours in the morning, three hours in the afternoon, four hours after supper which was a can of soup, and then slept all night long. This from a woman who is going to the doctor because she can't sleep. Thursday was worse. When ever I stood up I had to sit back down. I slept all day and all night, and then most of Friday. However, on Friday I was smart enough NOT to take any more of the new meds. By Saturday I was able to go with Hubby to the movies which was fun -- we saw The Expendables. Then on Sunday to dinner (at Denny's, no less) and back to the movies to see the highly recommended Guardians of the Universe which we hated. This was actually the sum of my activities for the entire week. Oh, I did make Hubby some tuna salad. Otherwise, I watched TV and slept.
On Monday I was finally able to go back to water aerobics but still felt pretty out of it. I also had an acupuncture treatment for my knees Monday afternoon.
Today Hubby picked me up at 1:00 and we went over to the Y to actually workout on machines. It had become clear that Hubby was desperate to try all the iron equipment in the gym but wasn't willing to go without me, so I finally dressed myself up in workout gear -- that means real athletic shoes instead of my swim shoes -- and we trudged over. The only machine I could manage -- and like at the same time -- was the recumbent step machine. I tried the bikes but they were too high and I tried the knee presses but they were too complicated. The recumbent step machine was comfortable -- and slow -- and nobody was on it because, well, it's recumbent, comfortable, and slow -- and according to it I used up 5 calories before I burst into flames and had to get off -- meaning, I began to sweat.
The doctor has just called and announced I should stop talking the horrible medication -- you think? But she also sent out a script for something else to try. We'll see what happens this week.