That word “appears” in the first sentence of my last post turns out to be pretty important.
Day before yesterday I was awake again for another 24 plus hours. Crashed in the afternoon and slept for a few hours. It wasn't until after 5:30 am that I was able to go back to sleep. Then between the phone and the, no kidding, Blue Angels practicing for their air show later today, only a few more hours of sleep were possible. At least I now know exactly what sound a jet engine makes when the afterburner kicks in. I mean in the second or two after the pilot engages the afterburner, but before it's fully kicked in. It is a pretty cool kind of whoosh. I also know that sonic booms will be part of the show. This has now officially gotten old. I'm exhausted and wired. I don't think it's just coming off the adderall anymore. The new cocktail is playing a role. Its effect continues to increase.
The new cocktail is yet another double edged sword. The good news is I am definitely feeling far less depressed. The bad news is I'm wired and the jaw clenching and nausea are back. Once I get back home, I'll start using the night guard again, along with Phenergan, to try to get control of this. If it weren't for the lift the cocktail is giving me, I'm sure I'd be very depressed. On balance I think I'm ahead of the game. It's so nice to not be depressed.