After the incident with Pooh my nightmares became more often, as well as intense. One morning I woke with the mattress on the floor and pillows everywhere. I felt exhausted like I never slept. It seemed like Poohs trigger (the van) set my trigger off. So we were both off for a few days. The anger I felt about what the teacher did to him was getting stronger where I couldn’t think to clearly. Focusing on things were becoming difficult. I didn’t like how I was feeling.
I called my therapist but talked to the supervisor. Letting her know what happened and she assured me she would pass the word, as well as to see about a medicine upgrade. Far from thrilled about it, but it needed to be done.
They called back a few hours later and gave the go ahead to increase my Zoloft from one in a half to two pills. I checked in with my therapist that Thursday. I told her I started the change and seem more level-headed but I felt a little fidgety. Now its Saturday and I felt like I slept.
My dreams are more like none to funny ones like the captain on the show, “Special Victims Unit” saying he couldn’t tell anyone but hes in love with me. I actually woke laughing cause I know that was a dream for sure.
Pooh’s better and doing well in summer school. I just love how he has that grin on his face when he sees me coming to pick him up.. I’ve been told by teachers and staff they feel they don’t exist once I’m around.
Last weekend I was looking for something to add to our home. Pooh and I shopped around a restore where we live and I found this beautiful china cabinet. Eighty five dollars was worth every penny. The top only needed hammered in and the strip at the top, glue was needed.
This is why I love my truck finding deals like this I dont have to think twice how to get it home. When I took the tag to the front to pay for it. I wasn’t aware of a sale, they took an additional seventy five percent off. It cost only twenty six dollars. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was a good day.
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