A pain day, but still productive.

Celexa to stop the depression, Trazodone to help me sleep, caffeine and nicotine and acetominophen and aspirin to kick the headache caused by the Trazodone. Something is wrong with this picture :p

Hopefully the Trazodone's side effects will wear off in a few days.

Meanwhile, Maddy, Pooh's Heffalump Movie, the psychotic fuzzy white dog, Ancient Egyptian meditation music, and Flylady (7 days of FLYing, after five years of fluttering. yay!) kept me sane today, until the pain meds or the cold air or the nicotine or whatever it was finally kicked in, and now I have a ridiculous number of pounds of "metallic sand" so I can make weighted blankets for myself and the boy, and this post is getting just so rambly now, isn't it?

It was a very productive day, despite the pain. I got through a lot of email, Elijah had lots of play time and conversation time (sort of), and has been very interactive and playful today. No true meltdowns, thankfully. Maddy shrink-wrapped some of the windows, and I did a lot of reading on Sensory Processing Disorder.

And now, it is time to relax. For real, instead of just pretending to relax but instead trying desperately to find out how to help Elijah and myself with our sensory issues.

Goodnight, kitten, goodnight mush, goodnight Internet, goodnight old lady who whispers, "Hush."

Mama Coyote