I didn't accomplish much today. After lunch, I picked up a prescription. I think the insurance must think it is great fun to choose which dates to fill certain prescriptions from the same doctor, and you can see how many I take; I usually have to make a separate trip for each one. Hopefully, next month when I see the pdoc, he will feel I am stable enough that some of these meds can go on mail order. I know certain of them, benzos like clonazepam my mail order pharmacy does not do any more (they used to). I think I'm going to call the gastroenterologist's office and ask if they can switch my Protonix from my pharmacy to mail order because I don't even have to see the gastro-doc for 6 months. It's so far ahead, they couldn't even schedule the appointment, just told me I'd get a reminder card to call when it is time to schedule. Unfortunately, it sounds like the gastro-doc feels I should be on Protonix for the unforeseeable future, life for all I know. But he's one of the top gastro-docs in the Houston area, so I'll assume he knows his stuff.

Got the prescription and came home and slept 1.5 hr. I didn't really want to sleep; as I result, I accomplished hardly anything this afternoon, but I knew I needed the rest. I got maybe 5 hr of sleep last night. So I bit the bullet, took my whole tab of hydroxyzine instead of 1/2 a tab like usual and 2 mg clonazepam. I ran some lavender in my essential oils diffuser. Whether this helps or not, I'm not sure, but at least it smells good. I woke up much later than I had planned. It's almost time for dinner, but my husband had to go to the hardware store, and he's picking up Subway. Pretty nice of him since he doesn't really like Subway that much (my daughter & I do though), but we have a gift card there, and also it is very close to our house.

I am still struggling to read The Alienist by Caleb Carr. I hardly ever throw the towel in on a book I'm reading, but I am having some trouble with this one. I think it might be because most of the paragraphs are long, and the words that get hyphenated at the end of a line tend not to be a word you'd commonly guess to come next in the sentence. My book club meets Thursday evening. I'm going to try my best. Plus, it is nice just to have the company of other women, even though we don't know each other super well, but we all share a love of reading. We also meet at Starbucks, a nice added bonus. I love coffee.