Hi. Thanks for you guys' input. I absolutely plan to call the med nurse on Monday to talk about this.

Now, I wonder if all this is really happening to me. I can't tell what it going on, if it is med related, if I am actually "awakening" to this new potential diagnosis, or why I feel so fatigued, but wide awake! I feel like I am living out a really bad dream, but I know it's real, hoping it isn't but if it is, this is a roller coaster out of control but quiet.

After I posted this the other day, I went way downhill. I felt like I was on the biggest hangover EVER, and I swear, I don't do any kind of drugs or alcohol, but yeah, that's what it felt like.

I got into a state of severe depressive distress and angry-like state. I actually called the local crisis line to explain to them how I was feeling. the person who answered just told my to talk to my pharmacist or call the ER to talk with them. Gee, thanks lady. So I went to go pick up my thyroid med anyhow, and pulled the pharmacist over to talk about this. She was kind. She said that at such a low dose and just 2 doses, chances were that it was not the medication that caused this, but "the illness". Now wait a moment---This medication, like Laurie mentioned, has not done a thing it was prescribed to me to do (taking the "edge' off my anxiety, per say is a side effect). I have yet to even get drowsy or anything. I am so confused!

I was sharp with my kids and after recognizing that, I apologized to them and locked myself in my room to try to take a nap. I couldn't sleep, but just lay there with my eyes closed, since they hurt so bad. I tried to sleep, but every little sound or conversation outside of my bedroom was distracting from that. I can't usually take naps during the day anyhow.

I had a big headache. I chalked it up to being tired and the lack of sleep. No biggie there.

After a couple hours and 2 doses of Tylenol for my headache, I came out of the room and just vegged on the couch. A couple hours after that, you would have thought a light switch flipped.

I felt fine, rested and still anxious....like wired. Once again, took my new med and intended to go to bed at 930p, but got into a phone call with my sister and was talking million miles an hour.

Today, I was not depressed. I am really quite tired and wide awake at the same time. I am doing okay, considering it is Father's day and I am working really hard to keep all the vibe and attention on my husband and not on me. I hate that I feel so selfish about this. I just don't have closure. I feel like I never will, and I know that I am not out of the woods and very fearful for not what may happen, but knowing without shadow of doubt that it will happen, just don't know when and it stresses me out.

I am anxious about starting the new job tomorrow, and have been having mini-panic/ anxiety attacks last night and today. Last night was some chest pain---no worries. I know it will pass, and sometimes it just takes longer to pass.