Taking my initial trip across the bedroom floor and struggling to get my pants on, I thought, shit, this is too much. I can’t do this.
But as the morning wore on, I got out of the fog a bit and was pretty active what with us making a grocery run and buying some new area carpets, that are not great but OK.
Can’t remember any dreams, though I know there were some.
Figuring out different schemes of withdrawal. Since my teaspoon was more like really a teaspoon and a half, am thinking of reducing in half-a-tablespoon increments. If so, would start this new regimen this coming Saturday.
We have a half-a-tablespoon measuring device.
Bought a new pill cutter at CVS.
Swam half a mile again, though more slowly than the day before.
Before swimming I do 50 minutes on the elliptical.
Reading a novel, “Stoner.” Finished “The Quarry.”