Something about it makes me nervous. I guess I can't really take things getting worse. I mean things have been pretty damn bad. If I start feeling nauseated and losing weight too I am in serious trouble. I can't afford to be sleepy all the time cuz I never get to take a rest.

Iguess I answered my own question.

It's just hard you know. I mean sometimes I feel like a human catch 22--utterly designed not to function well. I mean you have a person who has chemical depression, add, is a recovering anorexic, has ibs, lactose intolerance and 5 kids --4 of which have some sort of developmental delay, depression, add,etc. I know you can do the math on that one. It's like what would help is either out of reach or something I would be allergic to! It's like, how screwed up can I be? And I AM SUPPOSED to be teaching 5 little people how to be and grow and live well????? YIKES!

Welkl, here goes nothing...I am taking it.