Today I pointed out to H that I had not yelled at him in five days. He said it was because he wasn't talking to me the way he wanted to. I said, "Thanks!" Except I don't think he's trying to do a 180, I think he's trying to endure a week with me.
I'm still pretty nervous and foggy... I'm not sure what's because of the Zoloft and what's being caused by the Clarinex. I did enjoy lying awake last night breathing through my nose... a rare luxury.
