I've been trying to get my act together (by which I mean my mind and my body) for hours now and still am not quite ready to get up and out and going. The meds are finally beginning to kick enough that my mind is not associating--that's good, if I'm going to be driving and going to work. I can feel my feet enough to keep my balance, I think, and walk a straight line ... more or less. That's good!
I really lose patience with all this every morning I have to go through this, and now it extends far past morning. But at least once I get going, my mood picks up. And if I'm lucky, by 5 o'clock I'll be fine.
Take care, y'all.