Ugh...I felt a mess most of yesterday. I went to the birthday party because hubby didn't want to leave me home alone. I did lie down and sleep a little since the party was at my parents' house. After that, I felt a little more human. I was glad I went because one of my sisters drove down from the Dallas area with my nephews (about a 6 hr. drive as my parents and I live in the Houston area) and she had done a lot of geneaology work for an upcoming family reunion next month and brought it with her. That side of the family was my maternal grandfather, and he was one of 13 siblings, so it was a lot of work. She had a lot of interesting stories she had gotten from people in the family, (some she can't share at the reunion - people in jail for various crimes, known alcoholics, one person who went completely insane, killing all the family chickens by stuffing corncobs down their mouths while the family was away, cross-dressers back in the early 1900s), when both sides of that family immigrated to the U.S., copies of birth, baptism, death certificates, draft cards, etc., interesting facts about name misspellings and changes, strange deaths, etc.

Pdoc called me back while I was at my parents' house and said it was OK to take my normal dose of Seroquel last night. This morning, I'm feeling OK though I slept a few hours more than normal.