Didn't sleep so great last night-one of the bags on our recycle bins was blowing in the gusting wind last night & it was freaking my cat out (he is such a big Baby Huey) so he kept waking me up. Felt really good today though-maybe too good. Got a lot done today but was really talking a lot & hyper giddy-pdoc warned me that upping my Prozac for my OCD could make me manic-oh well at least I feel good now & not depressed. Made my hubby aware in case I go all kooky & try to book a trip to Paris or something. Oh the constant juggling of meds, coping skills & issues