I have to pick my brain apart to remember the last few weeks. All I know is that they have been absolute hell. My sleep, as usual, is messed up. I remember one night sitting up all night bombing my poor GP’s inbox with angry emails. I must have sent her at least twenty emails that night. It was as though a lid had been lifted in me and it was all coming out. I was still going at 8am. The buzzing sensation on my head, which I first noticed when I was given Effexor many years ago, was tormenting me. I told her that if I was still awake at 9am I would be going to the hairdressers to shave my head. I had a few pictures of partially shaved hair cuts saved on my phone to show the hairdressers. I was thinking they could just shave the part where the buzzing is and make it look edgy and trendy. Unfortunately, though, I’m not sure I’d look that great without a fringe because my forehead is big. I told my GP that this makes sense as I’m really an alien. I’m not sure what she made of it all. Continue reading “Sleep issues, nervous system issues, tremor, sick” →