Well hello there. I haven't been to sleep yet, despite 175mg quetiapine; I've watched TV, read a book, counted sheep and so on. I've just had some toast and some yoghurt, in the hopes that it might make me drowsy - it hasn't worked yet.
Had waxing today, and my toenails painted, so I'm unexpectedly glam from the thigh down. Perhaps that's too much information. I must arrange a massage as well - Indian Head Massages are just the best thing ever, and they are doing an offer, which includes a facial. Now I'm in the middle of tidying up the bathroom, having temporarily given up on the larder. I'm not doing anything later so I'll tidy up a bit more.
This is my 15th day of not smoking real cigarettes - I'm still nailed to my e cig, but that's fine. I don't want to assume that I've cracked it, but things are getting easier, and people around me who smoke don't worry me. What's more, I don't mind people smoking here, which is just as well, as so many of my friends smoke. The WHO are making a fuss about e cigs in case they are dangerous - ridiculous, in my view. Vaping anywhere is marvellous.
I"ve been writing this blog for a year now, so thank you to all those who have read it.
I spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar. I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD. Funny old world, isn't it?