A quick word...
...about how I'm doing with the Paxil thing. Well, I was in a horrible mood and generally felt horrible all week last week. Every time I ate, I got heartburn that radiated through my left shoulder. If it wasn't that it only happened when I ate, I would have thought I was having a heart attack or something. I have a hiatal hernia and had PMS (sorry, TMI), so that probably contributed to it as well. I also had an attack of one of those towering rages on Good Friday. Thankfully, they let us go home from work early (since it was Good Friday). I was trying to increase the time between Paxil dosages another day, but only made it for twelve hours. After coming down from the "hyper-rage", I was exhausted and took a long nap and ended up sleeping a lot during the weekend.
I have felt better today...much less dispirited and fatigued. Also, the heartburn is gone now, so I'm not miserable every time I eat.
I've thought about blogging some things, but I'm trying to avoid getting myself too spun up. Also, I have quit reading some blogs or their comments because they just make me too angry.
I'm going to try and concentrate on reading some books and I may try and resume the project I started and never finished on my faith journal. I think that would make a good and edifying diversion.
I am also slowly trying to change my diet and eat healthier things and consume less calories so I can start losing weight again. My feet are gradually getting better. It is really just my right foot that is hurting now, and the pain is centered around the side of my heel. When I massage the painful area, I can actually feel a hard knot. Once my foot is better, I'd like to start exercising again. I really need to get healthy again.

My husband has a hiatal hernia - they're the pits. Hope you can get off the Paxil with minimal impact to you.
I would have felt guilty missing church on Easter which is why we went, but boy, there were some times I wished we hadn't gone. Husband and I both felt miserably ill, and driving there and back was treacherous. Got too far into the deeper snow dropping husband and the girls off at church and husband had to push me out; drifted into a snowbank on the way home and had to be pushed out by husband and two guys behind us who got out to help. If it weren't for insects, I think I'd want to live in Florida.