I am more than ready for the rain to come.  Someone alert Noah; the pollen count is killing me and I'm ready to vote for 40 days and 40 nights.

For the last two weeks, I've crawled around under the influence of anti-hystamines.  That's another plus for risperdal... the benedryl is working double duty.  But enough about the pollen forecast.

Yesterday was my Doc day.  Doc wasn't upset about my chicken run from lithium.  But I did bring my husband's medicine-mood charts as material evidence which encouraged me to remain on risperdal.  Doc was much impressed.  So, we are going to dabble a bit with dosage to see if I can handle an increase.  I'm up to 2mg now.  Last night was the first night of my trial.  Doc said I'd know within 3 or 4 days if I can tolerate the change, and another 3 or 4 days to notice any modified behavior.  And I got Doc's permission to take the extra bennys I need for pain relief, just as long as I don't abuse the privilege.

I only take a benny during the day if I can't ignore the soreness any longer.  Other than that, apparently I hold my pain... literally.  My dad thought I was having a heart attack because I came over to visit and I was applying pressure to my chest.  I reassured him that it was just the meds- it was bothering me for four days, sometimes more or less.  He was trying to tell me heart attacks can last days.  No way.  The pain has subsided temporarily.  If I get emotional, it'll come back.  No big deal.  I know what to do now.  I'm just worried if the extra medication will cause extra pain or other extra side effects.  We shall see.