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Must..... sleep....................


Driving has become a chore. Most times when I'm going somewhere, I find that either my mind drifts off, or I actually, almost, drift off.

I started blood pressure medicine Wednesday or Thursday. The doctor said it might slow me down; he didn't suggest I'd develop narcolepsy! I tried twice today (in between my three naps) to go grocery shopping, but I was afraid I'd end up curling up on the floor in the produce aisle.

They say I'll get used to it. I hope that means I'll adjust positively to the meds rather than tolerate being so tired. What disturbs me is that my BP has not gone down, and I don't like taking medicine. On the upside, no more signs of migraines.

The MRI was a challenge I didn't see coming. The test-runner person put a cage around my head and slipped me into a box, saying, "If you want out at any time, just say so." I immediately said, "OUT." If there's a next time, I'll check YES next to the Valium and put a bunch of exclamation points after it.

I am getting very, very sleepy.... so I..............................

Oh yeah. I'll wrap this up with a Pittsburgh dialect lesson.
"Sco." It means "let's go," as in, "You ready? Sco." Or, "Sco dahn ta dat new place inna Sahsside."