Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 237.5 lbs.

…and they all hurt. I feel like such crap, and today’s dizziness and fuzzy-headedness has been most awful, making a long, hard work day that much more difficult. On top of this, a tanker had the audacity to tip over on our main thruway, causing traffic to be backed up for hours coinciding with my need to get home from work in a timely manner. How rude!! So, now it is nearly 7 pm and I am just freshly home, cranky, exhausted, and in pain.

Interestingly, I hadn’t even considered that my disturbing and odd symptoms may not in fact relate to Paxil withdrawal, until Jane, our head nurse at work who I dizzily groused to about my symptoms, asked me if I was sure that this was the source of my difficulties. Now this is playing on me somewhat, and I am a tad worried that in fact I may be dying or something and never even thought about it. Perhaps the fact that my eyeballs don’t feel as if they are moving with the rest of my head when I turn it, and the headache that goes down to my toes, is due to some virulent and fatal condition that I hadn’t even considered! Ack — is there a doctor in the house?! Oh wait, I hate seeing doctors…. Never mind.

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