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Thursday, March 23, 2006
AAAAAWAKE
Last night I met a medication that doesn't make me tired. First time that I can think of! I don't count birth control because that's just hormones, and for me the purpose is hormone treatment. Even Ibuprofen has been known to make me drowsy. Non-drowsy things aren't for me. And when you get to things like Benadryl, Sudafed and Nyquil = Good night Jennifer!
Have I ever told y'all about the time in High School I feel asleep before my head even hit the pillow? I took Benadryl (my one and only time thus far), and unbeknownced to me, I had 5 minutes. That's all, 5. I walked to my room, sat down on my bed, and next thing I knew I was awake in the morning. Thankfully I had fallen onto laying on my bed instead of off of it!
With Sudafed and Nyquil it takes 15 minutes to hit, and while I'm not unconscious immediately, I sure want to be. The worst was when I took Sudafed Non-drowsy one morning during my Sophmore year (I believe it was) so I could go to school, and spent my entire first period trying to get through a quiz in English that the rest of the class had done in about 15-20 minutes. My mind was so cloudy and my whole body just wanted to sleep. On top of that, 4 hours to the minute after I took the meds my mind started to clear and the drowsiness went away, so I know it was the non-drowsy medicine that is only supposed to last 4 hours that caused me so much problems.
Anyway, back to the anti-anxiety med my doctor proscribed so I can fly without panicing. I've thought for a while since I had an extra one to try it out before I fly so I can see how I'm going to react to it. Then I started reading up on the side-effects and got a bit worried because I will have to drive home after my return flight on Sunday and the meds say don't operate heavy machinery or drive. The most common side-effects are drowiness and dizziness. Uh oh.
Well I took it last night at 7:10pm. For quite I while I noticed no change. Eventually I started to realize that I was *awake*. AAAAA-WAKE. And I had been that way and was staying that way. I was UP.
So, yay! No problems with the gonna have to drive issue!
I also noticed that I felt -normal-. I was very precisly normal. I felt straight down the line normal, and felt that way for quite a while. I'm not sure if it was because I was constantly paying attention to my mood to figure out how the meds would affect me and I just was normal the whole time (not too likely with me), or if that was the effect. Normalicy abounds. That and being AWAKE.
Eventually I went to bed, and did manage to fall asleep without much issue. It was like I crashed, which is probably exactly what happened!
Quote of the Day
(Yes, we're geeks)
"if ray's the architect, then i'm the oracle, and you're neo, and nangie are those two guys in white with the long dreadlocks that can become ghosts and fly; And Pat is the key maker... ;-)"
-Duane in response to the e-mail I sent (see below)
FYI "nangie" is the office's term for Nick and Angie.
-----Original Message-----
From: Jennifer
Sent: Thursday, March 23, 2006 1:04 PM
To: Angie; Nick; Duane
Subject: Question
Duane, Nick, Angie,
Did any of you know that Ray was made the architect of the Site Manager project by John a while back?
-Jennifer
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Listen to your Intuition
So, Monday after work I pick up some pizza and head over to my Grandmother's to have dinner with her and see some family pictures. Ma (Grandmother) had broken her ankle a while back, and though she is home now she still has a hard time walking because of the boot-cast she has to wear for another couple weeks. Which is why I had made plans to bring her some dinner, instead of taking her out to dinner as normal.
Anyhoo. I pull into the parking lot of her complex, drive around once looking for the best spot, and finally pull into a non-handicap space two spaces from the back end of the lot. Oh well.
I notice a woman sitting in the car next to mine, at first it's not clear what's going on. The car is running, but not in gear and has no lights on. Then I see a sandwich type thing in her hands making its way to her mouth. Okay, whatever. I put my car in park, grab the pizzas and my bag and start getting out.
This is about when I'm hit with the feeling that my car is going to disappear if I leave it there. It's a strong enough feeling to make me pause at the thought and then even look at SUV. I look back at the woman sitting in the car, and the thought that she's going to steal it is what pops in my head. I dismiss that, because really, why would she steal my car? Though can you honestly tell if some stranger is going to steal your car just by looking at them? But then again, she's obviously got a car already, so again, why would she steal mine?
At that I turn myself away and head in to see Ma.
Roughly and hour and a half later, I'm back out in the parking lot to get into SUV and head home. Now mind you, this lot only has about 30 parking spots in total. The first half is a circle that only fits one car on the road at a time with parking spaces in the center of the circle, and the back half is literally a road only wide enough for two cars to pass with parking spots on either side.
As I'm walking up to the back of the lot, I notice that I do not see SUV. At first confusion is the emotion. I narrow my eyes and take a good look as I'm walking to make sure there aren't any larger vehicles in the way and that I'm looking in the correct direction. Still no SUV. I turn my head, looking around to make sure I'm in the right place, and walk up to where I should be as I smile at myself for being silly because of course my car is there, and look back. No SUV. I stop moving. This wasn't one of those instances where I forgot where I had parked. I don't have to count to know I'm looking at the spots two spaces from the end of the lot. I look around again, as if somehow someone might have just moved my car to another spot, but that sinking feeling is starting to set in. I press the lock button on my keys anyway, which is my normal reaction to not being able to find my car because doing that causes the horn to honk so I can follow the noise. At that point I didn't expect any noise, and I didn't hear any either.
I turn around and start to head back towards the building. My car is gone! I would say I couldn't believe it, but I had been warned and didn't do anything about it.
There was a long span of time when I was trying to get myself to pay more attention to my intuition, because I had realized after years that my instincts/intuition was (almost?) always right. I had tried to get myself to stop before I acted and acknowledge what my instincts so that I could then choose to follow them (or ignore then if I really wanted, knowing they were usually right). Monday I was forced to stop and consider because my intuition yelled at me, and I failed to remember the years long lesson I had already learned, instead rationalizing away what I was being told.
Listen to your intuition, Jennifer. Always listen, and don't dismiss out of hand because it seems illogical or improbable. (Of course this gets very problematic when we bring into account my huge fear of flying.)
For those who care, it turned out SUV had been towed, not stolen. New rules about parking that were not posted had me in a resident only spot without a resident permit sticker. SUV is home safe and sound, though not that I've checked for damage yet.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Happy Spring!
March 20th, 1:26pm EST = Vernal Equinox.
It's officially Spring, whether or not Mother Nature cares. :) Time for a new blog design. I decided on Starburst Lilies for now. Do you like?
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