... I've come to take you home.
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As promised the new pills do amazing things.
I feel like I'm in orbit a million miles above the planet.
It's not unpleasant.
Not unpleasant for me. The rest for the household variously thinks I've lost it, I'm drunk, or I need a doctor rather urgently.
Today I insisted on clearing out the spare room. I was amazed at the number of empty boxes I had accumulated 'in case'. And my shopping has got rather epic. And I seem to have acquired a new child.
Apart from that, I'm fine; no cause for concern at all -- loud music at 2am is perfectly normal. Singing in the early hours is average.
And the jury on the new meds is still out, as far as I am concerned.
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Some days I feel like Betty Blue. Other days it's more like Betty Boop.
