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Tuesday, January 26, 2021

it made things worse

 my doctor convinced me to try a small dose (5mg) of amitriptyline to see if it would help me sleep. i meant to start it on the weekend, but finally remembered last night for the first time.

instead of helping me sleep, it made the hip flexor pain much worse for much longer than usual, my entire nervous system was jittering and i was restless the entire night. so i'm feeling horrible right now.

...

sunday was a pretty good day. we walked to and from my mom's coffee shop for a visit, we had a (much longer than i'd like) lunch at plant, and we played quite a bit of little big planet together (all three of us now that we have spare controls).

yesterday was a decent monday. i completed the task i've been working on for a couple of weeks, participated in my first sprint grooming / planning in over a year (we're introducing agile/scrum to our now expanding team), gd and i picked up our new bank cards, and watched kubo and the two strings (which is absolutely gorgeous). and mr smear and i played frisbee in the garden for a while, he was actually pretty good with the throwing but did catch the thing with his nose at one point...

two of his moments that had me in hysterics yesterday evening:

1. he sits down on the swing, and before i catch start pushing he says "dad - my back is itchy. i'm just saying."

...

"you can scratch it if you want"

2. in the evening, on my way past the bathroom i noticed him sitting in the bathtub examining himself.
"is everything okay?" i asked.
"i'm playing with my private parts," he responded, then raised his eyebrows, nodded meaningfully in the direction of the living room and suggested: "could you...?"

so i closed the door and left, grateful that he seems to have understood the "only when you're alone" instruction but amused that he didn't think to close the bathroom door first :P

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