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Neither Heff nor I have been sleeping well of late, but while I've been exhausted and mostly useless (thanks, sciatica), she's been cleaning for the last 36 of 48 hours. Cleaning and doing projects. She's rehung most of the pictures, organized our trash cans, dismantled and polished the screen door, moved most of the light fixtures, fixed the rug to the floor, redone a portion of the bedroom...
She's so good for JD, but I feel like she's being eaten alive, and we're just left to watch and suffer the consequences, since she doesn't really have time to. I desperately want her to see someone about this, but don't know how to ask.
In better news, JD has been feeling really good, like Lamictal has been able to help give him room to sort things out.
Me, I'm really doubting the Abilify for myself: I have to take it at 5-7 because it leaves me foggy but jittery, so that I can't sleep, but also can't work; and it's made the intrusive thoughts really spike. As I tic with each intrusive thought, I've been using that as a guage, and it's getting worse and worse. I wish I'd gotten a break between meds to see how I do without.