... but Joe remarked that I appear to be in a much better mood after 6 days on Wellbutrin. I don't know if that's true or if it's just helping me lie to myself better.
Joe had a friend of his up from Seattle who brought a friend of his from Portland to Vancouver. We went down The Drive for sushi, then to a pub close by for a drink and I didn't use my cane once, for any part of the trip. That feels like something close to progress, but I woke up yesterday thinking "I don't want to be disabled today." So I pushed it, and it didn't bite me on the ass. They went clubbing last night and rolled in just before 4 AM. I felt like I could've gone out with them, but I wasn't willing to push it that far. I didn't get back to sleep until close to 5 AM. I woke up for medication time at 9 AM and then went back to bed until 11:30 AM.
Tomorrow brings the lovely and talented Rina over to my house or out to the park for a "picnic" of wine, meat, cheese and olives in the park or my living room, as determined by the weather.
Maybe it's not just the anti-depressants, but also my ability to digest more booze than I had been able to earlier this year that's also helping lift my mood?
GREAT! Wine is good! The original anti anxiety medication ;-)
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