Rain, rain, not so bad…

[Monday 21st August]

It’s always a good day out with birds.

Even when the day is one of the worst this winter.

It’s raining lightly but steadily, the temperature is heading from a freezing 4 degrees to a frosty maximum of 6 degrees for a chilly winter’s day, it’s slippery and slushy underfoot, I missed my bird watching group meet time by a few minutes but saw them crossing the road as I parked, then they disappeared on me while I was getting my stuff together!!

But with some of my new resilience I decide to power on. It sucks that I missed them, but I can’t find any fault with them at all. It was a typical Danika move.

Looking at the forecast the night before I wondered if I was up for the task of wandering around for 5 hours in not only the cold, which you can dress against, but the wet. I’ve gotten wet and cold on one bird watching outing recently, feet and legs mostly, and it wasn’t fun. But I can dress warmer this time and be prepared. About that wet though, do I really want to be walking around in it through thick undergrowth for 3 of the 5 hours, according to the forecast? I couldn’t decide. Originally I definitely wanted to go because this birding outing was one that I haven’t seen come up before, a walk through the Sherbrooke Forest and…ding ding ding…lyrebirds! I’ve glimpsed a couple in the wild, and seen one at Healesville Sanctuary in their awesome recent lyrebird exhibit, but I’d love a better look!

But that wet…and so I dithered all night, didn’t make a decision, looked up what time I’d need to leave by, couldn’t decide when I woke up in the morning, called the leader to confirm it was on, slept a bit more, thought I wouldn’t go, thought I would go, left it too late and took too much time putting on my two pairs of socks, three tops, packing my 3 jackets and so I had no time for breakfast before I had to jump in the car post-haste.

This is a big flaw for me that I’m trying to work on: skipping breakfast. Actually not skipping breakfast as such, because I can’t make it to 10am if I don’t eat in the morning. I’ve always felt nauseous and faint if I don’t eat breakfast. And taking a handful of tablets on an empty stomach doesn’t go well. But I’ve also never been a morning person since I was a baby. So it’s a tussle between getting up in time for a proper breakfast and getting up, full stop! Lately this has taken the form of skipping a sustaining breakfast like my standard 2 pieces of toast with spreads for getting out the door on time, then making a 2 minute stop at the local Coles Express for something less sustaining but at least food and drink. I reserve the right to tell you what kind of food or drink I would usually pick up!

Google maps told me when I left that I was going to be 3 minutes late, as in arrival time 10.03am. This is okay, most times you can make up this difference along the way and arrive on time. Although not properly on time, which is 5 minutes early as my husband will say. In this case probably 10 or 15 minutes early would be ideal for putting on jackets, unfolding umbrellas, getting the camera ready etc. So really I’m  way behind, but I’m telling myself that 10am is okay. But still, no breakfast yet and I can’t walk around in the forest for hours without breakfast, let alone without lunch that I haven’t accounted for, and the Dandenongs aren’t really ideal for ready to go food. But luckily I did find a quick mart type general store at Tremont just before Sherbrooke forest and got some Twisties and drinks; not ideal but it’ll keep me going. Forgot to get lunch but at least this is a start. Except…

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This doesn’t even show how deep the colour blue was on my tongue, fingers and lips!! What the heck?? Apparently although these Twisties look like Twisties, smell like Twisties, taste like Twisties, they are Blue Tongue Twisties! Well that’s new, and not necessarily great for me. Busted about eating Twisties though; hubby will be happy. Luckily after my afternoon nap the blue on my tongue had been digested by my mouth enzymes, but I had to scrub the life out of my lips to clear them up, and I’ve still got blue around my nails 2 days later!! Argh!

But I got myself going, and I got these:

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The charming Eastern Yellow Robin

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They are so skilled at gravity-defying grip onto trees

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A clearer shot finally: the rain really messes with clarity

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Murdering the “snake” by whipping it and mashing it and tearing it into bite sized pieces

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Nearly got its head off, now to…

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“Bang”!

 

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“Is it dead yet?”

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Another flick through the air and whack! against the root

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See how far around it can rotate its head? Somehow with such a large prey compared to its body it manages to get the right amount of acceleration then bang it against something hard

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See how its eye looks weird? Its called a nicitating membrane. It like a second eyelid but its see-through. Birds use it to protect their eye when they still need to see but are at risk of, for instance, having half a worm flick them in the eye

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Finally a bite sized piece! Yum yum, down the hatch

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“Get away from my snake!!”

 

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Uh oh. An invader. Territory wars over a juicy worm!

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Standing on it should keep it safe

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“Are you done yet?”

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Oops, spotted me!

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This is a fully zoomed out view of the little birdy. It was probably 3 metres away by my judgement, which isn’t the best. I love zoom!

A good day that came out of a shaky start; I love these days. Now home for a lovely nap.

 

 

Accidents happen: Part Two

Did I say “accidents happen” the other day??

What was I thinking?!

It’s like saying its q___t at work; never say the Q word!! It invites chaos and busyness and problem scripts one after another. But I said accidents happen, and so they did! Fate heard me, even though I don’t really believe in fate…oops, is that another invitation to the world to punish me?? Well punish is a bit dramatic, but you know what I mean.

So I’ve been recovering from accidents and errors ever since I wrote about accidents!! It wasn’t enough that I had my first ever minor car accident last Friday. On Wednesday, I had to go and fall down the stairs!! Like a really idiot!

I think it was sleep stupor, but to be honest I don’t really know. It was morning so sleep stupor could cover it; not much of a morning person, me. I took one step down leading with my right foot, another step down now with my left foot, another with my right and then I just slipped off the far edge of the next step with my left foot and I was gone. Our stairs go halfway straight down, turn 180 degrees then the other halfway straight down. Pretty standard. I slipped on almost the last stair before the turn. It might have to do with the stairs being shaped as wedges for the turn and I hit the tiny point of the wedge. I don’t really know how but somehow my left heel hit close to the edge of the stair and just slipped right out from under me and slipped over stair after stair after stair with no grip on any of them. My left leg was a useless slippery pointy thing sticking out in front of me causing nothing but trouble!!!

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Brain kicking into overdrive trying to figure out what to do, hoping to hit the wall at the bottom of the first half of the steps, grabbing the railing by instinct rather than thought, left leg useless sticking straight out front and can’t get a foot hold anywhere, getting half a grip on one stair after another but slipping over each and every one, poor right leg tucked underneath getting banged and scraped stair after stair after stair!!

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Luckily, and there is always an aspect of luck with me somehow, I was trailing my hand down the banister and managed to grab it! And even though my grasp slipped down the banister, it got caught on the post halfway down at the corner and I managed somehow to haul myself to a stop. I’ve seriously wrenched my neck and back and arm because of stopping myself but at least I didn’t go head over heels or something worse. And at least my hand was in contact with the banister when I fell; usually I don’t hold on at all! So it could have been much worse. Apparently its a workplace OH&S recommendation to have 3 points of contact with stairs at all times: 2 feet and 1 hand, or 1 foot and 2 hands if you are that person who just has to push the envelope! So maybe I need to put up some OH&S posters in my stairwell!

Panic as several steps went by and I missed the wall at the end, turning instead to start going down the next flight! Finally gripping the railing at the post as I slid to it and holding on for grim death!! Or is it life? Either way, I managed to stop on that poor banged up left hip with my useless left leg still sticking out in front, and the even more useless right leg underneath and my arm twisted backwards at some weird angle. So by the time my hand found a hold on the midway post, I was through the corner and heading down the next straight with my right leg tucked well under me getting cheese grated on each and every step where the carpet is bare and the strings are coming through. Basically I got a combination of carpet burn and grating right down my shin and a good few bumps on my left hip, which is swelling up nicely. I was feeling pretty shabby!!

So I was pretty stoked to have come to a stop, even if it was at the cost of the whole left side of my torso and arm. But how to get up?? I’m not a little thing, as most of you probably know. And unable to engage to use of either leg and one arm and side made getting up some kind of origami exercise! I actually can’t tell you how I got up, but there were a couple of bad moments where I started to slide again. But here I am to tell the tale!

So I grabbed on for dear life and managed to stop my fall. There was a moment of real horror thinking that the post might let go; I definitely felt it give. But when I went back afterwards it was as solid as ever. But as it turns out 120kg dangling by one arm is not only a threat to the wooden stair railing but to the muscles and soft tissue behind my shoulder blade. OUCH! Before too long I couldn’t turn my head to the left more than 20 degrees, behind my shoulder blade was singing and I was rapidly becoming frozen stiff. So a trip to the physio to get ironed out.

To look at you can’t even tell I’ve had an accident. Well not until I covered the grazes along my shin with white dressings that is, they kind of stand out on my tan! Not intentional but there you go. It saves me feeling like an attention seeker telling people about my accident; the bandages seek your attention on my behalf!! Is that the same thing?

Its amazing the pain and irritation such superficial scrapes create. Bed sheets, leggings, any clothing just rubs so I headed down to the pharmacy for some dressings so I can at least be a bit more comfortable. Now at least the stinging doesn’t keep getting set off again. But stretching the skin by moving it any way including walking is still aggravating. So here we are, another accident. What to make of this one? I really don’t know what went wrong so that I can avoid it again. Just one of those things? Or I should take more care?

So that was my fall. I thought that was enough, how about you?

But no. I get to work and start my usual Thursday; you know, all the packs and stuff that I wrote about recently. Then my boss brings one of the packs to me and says it has been brought back to the pharmacy over an error! That shoots straight through the heart. Especially right on the heels of having experienced a dispensing error and making (possibly) a big deal about it. As it turns out I hadn’t seen that there were 2 loratadine (you know, Claratyne the anti-histamine) tablets instead of one in Tuesday morning. It’s a robot error, but my job is to pick up that type of error, and I didn’t.

I could justify my omission by saying that its not that serious an error; in all likeliness there would be no side effects as loratadine generally has no more side effects than placebo (sugar pill). But the point is that I missed the error.

I could justify it by saying that the patient hadn’t taken it yet so it wasn’t so bad.

I could also justify the error with the conversations I’ve regularly had with other pharmacists checking packs discussing how extra tablets in packs is the hardest error to pick up, compared to other errors: broken tablets, missing tablets, wrong tablets. But I still missed the error. Not good. But it has made me further reconsider my response to the dispensing error that happened to me.

But wait, there’s more!! Unfortunately.

This, I suppose, is what happens when you only work twice a week. Short of them texting you about issues on your days off (it happens!) they save them up for next time you come in!

So, it seems that I dispensed a patient’s 500mg Epilim (valproate) correctly, then attached the labels to 200mg tablets. THIS is a problem. This is a big problem. I don’t know why the patient was taking Epilim but irrespective, taking this error over weeks to months WOULD have resulted in a relapse had the patient taken it: a relapse of epilepsy resulting in seizures, a relapse of bipolar resulting in depression, mania or suicide or worse. As someone who takes Epilim and dreads the probably inevitable day that I relapse, I can totally empathise with the patient in this scenario, as well as my position as pharmacist!!

I could justify this error by…nope, nothing!! I should have scanned the medication against the dispensing; this would have shown the error. I should have compared the original script to the box of tablets to reconcile the strength; this would have shown the error. I could have reviewed the history, but that’s an extra step. All I needed to do was the 2 steps mentioned; that would’ve prevented the error. Luckily the patient identified the error, brought the medication back and no harm, no foul.

Sound familiar?? My high horse is sinking through quicksand and I’m about to go down with it, unless I jump off and acknowledge that I just made an error as significant as that other pharmacist, and how do I want to be treated over this? What lessons do I need to learn? How would I feel about being reported to the pharmacy board? My boss knows, so that aspect can’t get worse, but he was very good about it actually.

Can I console myself with the errors that I did pick up today? 5 missing doses of magnesium in one pack, 2 missing dose of metformin (for diabetes) in another, a broken Panadol tablet making an underdose, a broken clonazepam tablet (for seizures or spasms) underdose, double the Efexor (antidepressant) dose in one slot, a random thyroxine (for underactive thyroid) tablet found in a pack where the patient doesn’t take that medication, and more. Does it make up for letting a more severe error pass through to the keeper? In short, no.

But it does make you think. Here I am, on a squared playing field, accepting that human error exists but there are systems to obey to minimise it, and ignoring the systems is just not on!

Canberra Day Twenty Three

Monday 3rd October, 2016

Public Holiday! Labour day this week, I think. Don’t mind the cause, we’re on holiday in Narooma! We had a proper sleep in today, and slow breakfast before packing up. Unfortunately our plans for the day of bike rides had to be forfeited because it was blowing an absolute gale! It started yesterday afternoon. That delicious breeze turned into a nice stiff breeze then into an annoying wind then into a wind that we had to hide from to be able to enjoy our picnic! By this morning it felt like the house was coming down, and all the surrounding trees! Mind you we were staying at Top of the Town so…it wasn’t so bad once we got down to the town, and the boardwalk that is built against a hill was perfectly protected so we went over there for a walk which was delightful. But as soon as we stepped out from behind the hill we got a proper blast! The waves were choppy and the beach looked like a big washing machine. The whole area is so beautiful, and we were lapping it up, but the wind does get a bit tiring so back to the car and head for home.

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Napping is getting a bit much lately, but I have to remember that I only got an hour yesterday in what was a very big energy use day of socialising for me, so the next day is always a slow one generally. I got started well and was keen for the walk which is a great sign. I was doing well with the window down in the car on the way to Bateman’s Bay but the wind got too much, and as soon as I closed the window and the sun was shining in, I started nodding off. We stopped at Bateman’s Bay for lunch, thinking we were saving ourselves from queuing to cross the only bridge from south to north, but it was just prolonging the issue. What a situation! One lane each way on the only route up and the down the coast!!

I slept again to Bungendore an hour out of Canberra, but we got out for a gelato and that perks you up, having to walk around and eat. So I managed to stay alert until we got home then and unpacked, but once hubby got all the washing on, I just couldn’t stay up any longer. Caution on napping in daylight savings: when you wake up and it’s still light, it may not be early so check the time before going back to sleep! I didn’t, and the next time I woke up and it was STILL light is was actually 6.30pm!! 3 hours! And now its late, 10.50pm and I’m going from strength to strength!! Typical. Well off the bed, see you later.

Canberra Day Two

12th September, 2016

Whatever else happened today, the photo of the day HAD to be of the weather! A fresh morning of 7 degrees with blue skies and gorgeous sunshine. The temperature climbing gradually to 17 degrees! Ahhh! I just loved being outside today, warm air stroking the skin then a cooler breeze then the cool and warm air mixing but never joining. If you were warm you could move to the shade and the breeze would be enough to soothe you; if you were cool you could step into the sunshine and be warmed up – my perfect kind of day!

The day started with tagging along to hubby’s work at 8.30am so that I could take the car for the day. I pulled out into traffic from his office and saw a sign for the information centre so I headed there for yes, more brochures. I do love brochures! I’m going to be the most cultured and knowledgeable Canberran there is! The info centre is on the banks of Lake Burley Griffin which was looking stunning in the sunlight. I heard the sound of a creaking door as I left the centre which can only be from a Gang Gang Cockatoo, so I tracked it to a pine tree and got a photo right there at the info centre! Definitely a highlight – we don’t often get them close around Melbourne. I could see where they’re setting up the flower festival right there as well, gorgeous beds of tulips! I’m looking forward to checking that out once its open.

I should mention that I was trying to find my way around without using a map or GPS. I do that; I don’t know why. It’s silly, you can’t intuitively find your way. I did okay for some of it but there may have been a couple of laps around the city having missed my turn! Ultimately I resorted to GPS!

I do love the days when I get up early. I feel so much more productive, and even if I spend a couple of hours on one thing, I turn round and still have hours to go. So at 11am, the day was still wide open. I wanted to get my bird watching off to a start so I headed to Black Mountain which is where the Telstra Tower is and went on a 2 hour walking loop. The signs being not all they should be, that turned into a 3.5 hour hike steeply up and down the mountain! I was pretty exhausted by the end, not to mention blisters on my heels and arches and chafed thighs. It’s amazing to me that I wouldn’t have considered that the path would be steep, the name of the place being Black Mountain. Another of my classic disconnects.

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So here’s my photo for Day Two. A perfect combination of the day: blue skies, sunshine, beautiful bush and birds, a stunning Crimson Rosella.

I’ve decided to put whatever photos don’t make the cut for photo of the day onto a new website that I’ve just been setting up these last couple of weeks. Bear with me while I do so, it’s very much a work in progress but you can see my other photos from today (and yesterday, forgot to say so) at my site. Click on Black Mountain Views or Black Mountain Birds to check out today’s photos.

Tales of a missed dose

[Written 16th June 2015]

This is a story of what happens when I miss a dose of medication.

What happens depends whether I miss a morning dose or an evening dose. As I write this I’m suffering from missing an evening dose so let’s go with that.

At night I take several tablets: quetiapine, lithium, valproate, rosuvastatin, pantoprazole. Mood stabiliser, mood stabiliser, mood stabiliser, anti-cholesterol, antacid. Yes, it takes that many stabilisers to keep me going!

In the morning I take thyroxine, venlafaxine, Levlen, valproate, lithium. Thyroid hormone replacement, antidepressant, contraceptive, mood stabiliser, mood stabiliser.

All done! Hopefully...I'll still count the tablets out every morning and night to double triple check

In terms of missing a dose, lithium and valproate aren’t the worst to miss as a patient because I’ll be taking some again soon. This is not an official pharmacist, GP or psychiatrist recommendation! Lithium and valproate should ALWAYS be taken twice a day, as close as possible to 12 hours apart for the best effect! And I repeat! This is because for lithium a healthy person’s kidneys clear it out of you in that time frame so to keep a steady level you should take it consistently. And for valproate it’s your liver. That’s why you should respect these two organs very highly! They are very important. But what I’m meaning is its not the worst in terms of the adverse effect of missing a dose. If I miss taking lithium at bedtime, I take it first thing the next morning which gets it back in my system before I physically notice that it even left. My overall level will be a bit lower for a few days which isn’t ideal, but it will work back up to speed soon enough. And I do have a level at least.

Whereas for medications that I take once a day, I’ll miss the effect for 24 hours. Which sucks. Plainly and simply!

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Quetiapine is one of the once a day tablets. It is prescribed to me to prevent mood swings, reduce my anxiety and has the handy effect of giving me a good night’s sleep. It was doing this a bit too well for some months there and I was doped out all of the time, but my awesome psychiatrist recommended a change in the times I take it and we’re back up to speed. Yes!

So, do I get a mood swing if I miss one dose? No. Really not. The chemistry isn’t that reactive. In the same way that it takes weeks of first taking the medication to get the benefit, it takes longer than one day to mess up the whole thing. But I do have a rough day afterward, and a rough night too! It’s a bit like I’m sitting in my car going along nicely and I know where I am and where I’m going and how I am and suddenly another car rear ends me, or bumps into the side of my car at a right angle. Slowly of course, not fast. So my mood just takes a hit, a bump and suddenly I’ve jumped along or across and I find myself somewhere other than where I just was, a bit disorientated about how I got there and sort of catching up with what just happened and where am I now and how I am and are we still okay? That following day I may be in quite a different mood from the one before, either peppy and edgy and anxious and manic, or slow, and silent, and flat and a bit away with the fairies. But that doesn’t qualify as a mood swing, just a sudden small change that affects my day.

After missing a dose here and there I have now gotten the side effects of missing my nightly dose of quetiapine down in a pretty clear timeline. Yes, there are side effects from NOT taking your tablets, as much as taking them. Something to consider.

So here’s the quetiapine absence timeline.

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10 to 11pm: I can’t get to sleep.

This is a terrible thing. I need my sleep. Always have, and always will I guess, but especially since I’ve been sick. So does everyone, I realise. If I don’t get a good night’s sleep the next day is a struggle, emotionally. So I toss, and I turn, and I turn, and I toss. After an hour of this, if I’m alert enough, I’ll think to myself, self, why can’t I get to sleep? I usually go straight to sleep! Then I’ll look in my pill box, see my tablets, mentally or physically hit myself in the head, take them and all is good in the world. Just like that. If I’m not thinking too clearly, I might think to take a Valium and at least get some sleep. If I’m dull-witted, which is at least half of the time, I’ll eventually wrestle myself to sleep. It sounds funny to say, but I’ve become very good at putting myself to sleep. I nap most days from necessity, and there is a skill involved in going from activity to sleep in a short space of time. I guess shift workers eventually excel at this sort of thing. So I’m quite adept at getting myself in a comfortable position, getting the temperature right (cannot sleep well unless it is right!), darkening the room, doing a conscious relaxation of as many muscles as I can, and stilling my mind into sleep.

Say I managed that. Next time check?

3am. Yep, wide awake, fresh as a daisy, ready to go at 3am. I toss, and turn, and can’t get comfortable, and I’m restless and my poor husband is rocking and rolling every time I turn and I’m messing with his sheets, and he has to go to work tomorrow even if I don’t, so I try to lay still and physically can’t! Why am I awake, I’m usually asleep, what is happening, oh….ahhhh! Tablets! I forgot them! Duhh! I hate that moment! I try to do my utmost to prevent it, but it still happens and it does feel like a failure every time I somehow mess it up! So, should I take them now? The dilemma! It’s 7 out of 12 or 24 hours through the medication time period. So I can’t take all of them. Maybe just some of them. Can’t take quetiapine, I’ve missed the boat on that one otherwise I’ll sleep all day. And I’ll be taking lithium and valproate soon anyway, and can’t double dose. What about the rest? Which are nothing really, in the scheme of me being wide awake at 3am! Cholesterol and stomach medication. Sure I can take them, they should be taken regularly but it’s too late for my sleep. The next dilemma then: try to force myself to sleep again, or just get up, take my laptop to the spare room and do something else? Who knows? Depends what I’ve got on the next day really. I can never decide!

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8am: I’ve finally given up the ghost on sleep so I’m up and peppy and full of life and only just partially anxious and ever so slightly manic and energetic and going to run the world! If I haven’t already taken one to sleep, now is the time for a Valium to wind back the jets on being super woman and achieving all my life goals in one sweet day! And talking my husband’s ear off and planning one hundred chores like a complete going through of the entire kitchen plus 3 loads of washing on a rainy day and lunch with girlfriends and all kinds of magical things. ‘Woah, says my husband, that’s too many things for today. No do that another day, you’ve got enough things for today. How about you sit down for a minute, what about some mindfulness? I think you should do some mindfulness…how about you go and do that now?’ At around about this point I have now blown my nose for literally the THIRTIETH time since waking for the final time. THIRTY. You just can’t blow you nose till it feels empty; there’s always residual. And it’s pretty much like a tap. The medical term is rhinorrhea, like diarrhea but your nose is melting and there is a constant liquid dripping, dripping, dripping!! Quetiapine dries you out like anything so you get dry mouth (and want to drink Coke all the time!), dry nose which leads to sores and blood noses, some degree of constipation which no one wants to know about and some urine retention. The last one isn’t noticeable on any other day, until the missed dose day and then I realise that yes I really have been holding back! TMI I know, but you wanted the whole story right?

But the nose thing really gets me! If I notice nothing else in the middle of the night, I do notice my nose dripping incessantly! It’s an instant giveaway! It’s different to regular waking up in the morning and blowing your nose. It’s more like hay fever without the sneezing but the medication to stop it cannot be taken til nighttime!!! Cue fierce under breath bursts of ‘idiot’!

And then it’s just getting through the day like usual, but bearing well in mind that you’re a bit high today, a bit edgy, a bit fiddly, a bit anxious, a bit overstrung so remembering to breath, relax, calm, easy, gently does it. And I should mention that the other things ease off too, just not in such an obvious diagnostic way. I have the right amount of saliva in my mouth (who knew that was a thing!) and going to the toilet is a breeze, like really easy, like maybe a bit too much and too many times! So happy thoughts!

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Now the morning lot and venlafaxine. Anyone who is involved in the prescribing, dispensing, and before too long taking venlafaxine knows about the withdrawals. It’s described in the textbooks and it happens like the textbooks. Exactly like. I used to think this was pretty cool. I still do theoretically, but in practice I either love or hate that they’re so reliable and unavoidable. I love them if I notice it before I’ve left the house for a work day because I immediately fix the shortcoming. I hate them if I notice once I’m already on the way to the bus stop and I don’t have time to turn back, or I’m on the bus, on the train, on the tram, in the building. Then it sucks because I know what’s coming and I can’t do a thing about it! Unless I can get to my doctor for an emergency script but that means paying full price, and after all it’s nothing life threatening. Not bad enough to pay three times the normal price! And believe it or not borrowing stock from the shelves is not strongly encouraged by my employers nor is it in any way legal!

What the symptoms/adverse effects of missing venlafaxine are: electric shocks/tingling in your fingers, light headedness/feeling like my head is spinning/wondering if I’ll faint, nausea. Nothing fun. Nothing dangerous. They don’t make for a good day, and I have to wait til the next morning to fix it! More banging of palm to forehead and severe muttering to oneself!

So that the what. The why is a whole other adventure and I don’t have time today, but hang in there and soon we’ll have another chat and look at the other part of the problem. Chat soon!

Swan Bay

Yesterday morning we took a walk around Swan Bay in Queenscliff. The morning had been pretty chilly and there was still a brisk wind off the water as we headed off around the waterside walking track.

The upside of a chilly morning is the clear sunny day that follows; perfect for bird watching and taking photos and just being out and about!

I didn’t see quite as many birds as I had hoped, however a lot of birds were far over on little islands of sea grass or tidal mud so although they were there, we didn’t get a good look.

I really need to look into getting a pair of more powerful binoculars. I already know mine are terrible, but just need to get out and look for my next pair; they would make a huge difference!

Pair of Crimson Rosellas walking the spouting of a nearby house

Pair of Crimson Rosellas walking the spouting of a nearby house

Beautiful duck in the wetlands: Pacific Black, Australian Shoveler or Australian Grey Teal??

Beautiful duck in the wetlands: Pacific Black, Australasian Shoveler or Australian Grey Teal??

Australian White Ibis poking around in the shallows

Australian White Ibis poking around in the shallows

White-faced Heron in the Swan Bay

White-faced Heron in the Swan Bay

Australian Pied Oystercatcher amongst the sea grass

Australian Pied Oystercatcher amongst the sea grass

Stunning Crimson Rosella in the bushes

Stunning Crimson Rosella in the bushes

Beautiful crimson and light blue colours of the Crimson Rosella

Beautiful crimson and light blue colours of the Crimson Rosella

Group of male and female Chestnut Teal ducks in the sea grass

Group of male and female Chestnut Teal ducks in the sea grass

Fabulous blue male Superb Fairy-wren on the path in front of us

Fabulous blue male Superb Fairy-wren on the path in front of us

Pretty female Superb Fairy-wren edging out of the bushes next to the path

Pretty female Superb Fairy-wren edging out of the bushes next to the path

New Holland Honeyeaters thronging through these yellow bushes

New Holland Honeyeaters thronging through these yellow bushes

New Holland Honeyeater dangling down into a flower

New Holland Honeyeater dangling down into a flower

Immature New Holland Honeyeater preening on a branch

Immature New Holland Honeyeater preening on a branch

Group of Little Pied Cormorants drying off on the shore

Group of Little Pied Cormorants drying off on the shore

Royal Spoonbills swishing their bills for dinner

Royal Spoonbills swishing their bills for dinner

Another yellow bush, another New Holland Honeyeater

Another yellow bush, another New Holland Honeyeater

Caught in mid twirl: New Holland Honeyeater dancing around

Caught in mid twirl: New Holland Honeyeater dancing around

Australian Magpie in the grass

Australian Magpie in the grass

Group of Australian Grey Teal ducks resting on Swan Bay

Group of Australian Grey Teal ducks resting on Swan Bay