That would be me right now. On Wednesday, I was given a prescription strength antihistamine for skin allergies as well as sleep. Well, the good news is that I did sleep for a few hours. However, my entire day today has been nothing but a FOG. I am disoriented to the point that I couldn't count correctly at the bank today, and haven't been able to accomplish much more than going to the bank and back. I managed to get my oil changed, but nearly fell asleep while waiting at the shop. I'm now attempting to cook pasta on the stove. Let's hope I don't forget about it.
I am zombie girl.
I hope and pray that I snap out of it by morning, because I have a very, very long weekend ahead. I will be a vendor for the first time at the Biloxi Art Association Festival of Arts. I will (hopefully) be selling some of my art while painting faces to benefit Art With Heart. I will also be giving two very public Bob Ross painting demonstrations, and I have to be SPOT ON. Happy trees must be VERY VERY HAPPY! I'm pretty sure that my practice runs tonight will result in weeping willows...ha...this is not good, as I don't recall Bob ever painting weeping willows. His trees were happy, you see, and they always had a friend. So friendly happy trees are in order, and there will quite possibly be dozens of people watching me on stage, expecting to see perfection. *shudders*
So yes, zombie girl must cease and desist. I will not be taking another antihistamine, for SURE, until the weekend is over. By then I should get a call from my doc about my bloodwork (I dare to guess what my A1C will be...yikes), and I will tell her what the pill is doing to me and request an alternative.
I just realized that I haven't even talked about the appointment yet. She was very nice and asked a lot of questions. She wants to help me with my sleep issues and we will eventually discuss the periodic paralysis in further detail. As for the rest, she has referred me to an OBGYN at USA Women's Hospital to discuss my options. That appointment comes July 1st. Praying that my uterus hangs in there and doesn't send me back to the ER before then.
Crazy, insane weekend ahead.