It's been a mere five or six weeks since the doctor bumped B's meds up and she was doing great, awesome and wonderful.
And now the "new" has worn off of this dose, and she's back to miserable, unfocused, scared and schizzy with strange thoughts and an inability to cope or do math.
This has happened every. single. time.
Makes me want to weep.
Hope, and then dashed hope. Prayers for stability and the right dose for longer than a month seem to go unanswered so far.
God's will be done. This is hard.
And according to an article on adrenal fatigue that seems to have been written all about me, I'm supposed to cut down on the stress in my life???????