I AM NOT SHAKEY CHEESE

So this morning I started the Zoloft. Well, the generic version of it. I took it at 9am. Went about my morning stuff. Got errands run. Bought fabric (FYI, check out your Joanne's bargin section. 100% cotton Velveteen for $4/yd!).

Came home, started laundry. made lunch. Ate lunch.

Then head started feeling funny so I laid down. Dicea came over and said I was stoned. She made me drink a couple glasses of water. That's when it started. I'm shaking. Not seizure like shakes. Just annoying shakes. Thankfully I knew it was a potential side effect when starting or I'd think I had a sudden onset of Parkinson's.

It's now almost 3 hours later and the shaking is now starting to calm down. But it's annoying.

AS for the shakey cheese reference. Dicea's been trying to call me that since the shakes started.

Color me not amused.

Better

I stopped shaking about two hours ago. I'm still a little spacey and having a little bit of trouble focusing but otherwise I'm good.

The girls kidnapped me shortly after the shaking started and kept me with them all evening to make sure I didn't have any other side effects. The shaking is actually not that surprising. Whenever I have a chemical change in my system (this includes naturally produced endorphines) my body shakes. (yes let me tell you that freaks out a new lover toot sweet if I forget to warn ahead of time). So the fact that I shook for several hours due to a forgein brain chemical modifier is not shocking at all.

But the girls did let me rest but not over rest. Dicea kept doing coordination tests with me and made me hydrate so much I had to get up to pee every 10 minutes.

But I am home now, with my copy of HP and a sinful ice cream from Andersons. Soft Serve Butter Rum/Vanilla swirl.

I'm going to go transfer laundry over and eat my ice cream and go to bed early.

Moo everyone