She's comin' 'round the mountain, here she comes...

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She'll be comin' 'round the mountain, here she comes;
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain, here she comes;
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain, she'll be comin' 'round the mountain, she'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes.

I remember that song from when I was at summer camp, and it seems apt now given my long time away from Bloglandia.

After letting y'all know how ashamed I was of myself, I left and went around to the other side of the mountain. Hiding there in a dark place. Sliding down the steep hill and around to the back where those of you who saw me here couldn't see me.

I left because after my online confession, things didn't improve. I got more and more depressed after my last post. Then they got crazy. (Forgive me Sophie for repeating the story).

Long story short... it seems like my meds had built up in my system to overdose level. That plus a new med introduced may have something to do with it.

What happened...
Small things in the month prior in addition to the stuff I mentioned in my last post - my hands sometimes shook so badly I couldn't use them. I fell twice down the stairs. From time to time (a whole lot more often than usual), I couldn't find the right word for things - and I'd say bizarre things. I startled way to easily.

Then, a couple of days before the last straw, I ran into a (thankfully empty) garbage can with my car, knocking it over along with the passenger side view mirror. Luckily, the kids and I survived without a scratch.

Then came the REALLY SCARY DAY when I arrived at school with the kids and just knew things were NOT OK. I think God was watching over me because we all go there safely. I say this because when I got there, I couldn't walk and struggled to talk. It was worse than being dizzy. I was shaking and felt completely out of control. I was hanging on to my car to move and when I had to let go, I nearly fell to the ground.

One of the other parents saw me and came immediately to help. Then 2 parents propped me up and took me to the principal's office (I laugh now about being sent there) where they made me drink Capri Sun (ick) thinking it was a diabetic thing. So off to the docs I went for a major adjustment in meds. That plus 2 days in bed did me a world of good.

This was about a month ago. And I've gotten better and better since then. But for some reason, I've had trouble putting together a long post, and I haven't given myself permission (?) to post just a little bit without explaining my absence or EVERYTHING that happened in between that post and now.

I think the longer I go without posting, the harder it is. Kind of like exercise (oh yeah- I have to get back to that too). But I know blogging helps me, just like I know exercise helps me.

So I'm getting back on my horse.

I'm comin' 'round the mountain here I come.