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three-column theme. I’m proud. Now, I must rest.

Playin’ again

but just playing. Not sure I’ll implement a 3-column layout or not. Looks so so but not as ‘neat’ as I like it. Had a decent day. Had to meet my mom early this morning to give her her car back. They put the new windshield in. I’m not back to driving my hunk -o - junk. That car has almost 100,000 miles on it. But, it gets me to where I need to go. Stereo doesn’t work so I’m going to get a cheap(er) one at Wal Mart and have some guy that works where my mom does to install it. Circuit City has a special going on, buy any $99 stereo system get free installation. But that doesn’t include all the mounting stuff which he said would be an extra $55. Since I don’t know how long I’ll have the car I’m not paying this. I don’t care if the thing is hanging from the dashboard, as long as I can hear music that’s fine with me. I’m sleepy tonight for some reason. Friend of mine gave me 600mg of Ibuprofen for my back, maybe that’s it. Night Night all.:sleepy:

We don’t have to take our clothes off..

to have a good time.. no no… VH1 Top 100 One Hit Wonders… I remember this song well. Anyway, if you want to read about my medication mistake.. here it is.
Remember I had a small anxiety attack the other night. I thought I had taken my Xanax out of the plastic container I had packed it in-I put all medications I don’t take daily in one of those Rubber Maid type containers. Well, this morning at a little after 6am I started to take another one-then looked at the pill. It was small and round-still a peach color but round. Xanax are oval. I read the bottle. I had been taking for the prior 24 hours Propanolol-a beta-blocker that is used for high blood pressure or anxiety.. my doctor had given it to me 2 years ago with the last anxiety attack because I will have heart palpitations. Needless to say I freaked and call my cousin Christie who is a nurse and I seem to think she knows all. Keep in mind this was 6:30am when I called her. She started laughing. She said I would had to have taken half a bottle to a whole bottle to be concerned. She said if I was going to die I would have died in my sleep since our heart rates go down while we sleep. She said have you taken your pulse-I said yeah it’s 70.. she said what does it normally run.. I said anywhere from 80-95 depending.. she said 70 is fine.. in fact most athletes who do a lot of training run 70. She said I would have to be 50 or below to even worry and if I was even near that point I would have already known something was wrong. Plus, the fact that the pills were the original prescribed, they probably had lost some of their potency. So, with the crisis over, although I was afraid to sleep for a few hours, I watched some TV and kept taking my pulse. It stayed consistent at 70. I did lay down for 2 hours. Woke up, obviously or I wouldn’t be typing this. Now, I have a sore back-I suppose from all the lifting and bending I’ve been doing with packing up things. She called to make sure I was alive.. and my mom came down and sat for about an hour-she just left. Her and her boyfriend went to an auction today-which made me furious this morning when I was thinking I had overdosed on heart medication and she could drive 100 miles away to an auction. She said she would never have left if she thought I was in danger. Yeah just a little spoiled. To compensate I had her rub Icy Hot on my lower back. Ha. I now stink. No wonder the Xanax weren’t working for me. I couldn’t understand it because they usually work right way. Duh, it’s because I WAS TAKING THE WRONG PILLS. I’m always so cautious about medicines I take.. I’m funny that way.. and I make this huge mistake. The pills are now swimming with the turds in the sewer system. A lesson for all you kiddies. Read the damn pill bottle before you start popping them. I witnessed a stupid person sighting and it was myself. :stupid:

Panic Attack

I’ve been up, yet again, all night. I started with an anxiety/panic attack last night. I haven’t had one in 2 years. Not fun. I hate having them and wish I didn’t. I have no idea what triggers one. I can be fine, then, all of a sudden, the heart racing, sweaty palms, tension all over my body.. basically feeling as if I’m going to die. Luckily my doctor makes me keep Xanax on hand just in case-they don’t always work, and didn’t last night. I had to watch Seinfeld DVDs to get my mind off of everything. I guess the upcoming move combined with a few other things have me feeling a little of kilter, so to speak. Anyway, watching a few more episodes then I’m going to try to sleep.:sleepy: