She's in bed at 9:00 this morning, and I'm happy if she's happy. Java got me up and I've eaten and pilled and earlier was proud of deciding not to play golf today, even before I knew it was raining this morning. I'd actually thought I might get out and do a few things more in the garden, firewood, etc. But not with it raining. I'll stay in and serve my queen when she's up and desirous.
Speaking of gardening. Oh, let's cover the pills first. I've settled into a regimen of 37.5 mg. of Venlafaxine each morning and evening. Last night I couldn't find the 75 mg. bottle, and was looking for it thinking I could use a boost. Yesterday was smooth at work, but I didn't sleep well the night before and was tired and questioning whether or not I needed a bit more of the Venlafaxine. I found it this morning, but took the 37.5 both last night and this morning, feeling much better with a good sleep. Glenn was here and left early this morning, not waking me before he left as Betty said I was snoring. I see that as a good sign that I was sleeping well. I'm still getting up a few times a night to pee, but I don't think it's a prostrate problem, as I had the PSA test months ago when the same nightly condition existed. I just want to drink in the evening, both wine and water, and the result is my bladder fills and refills. I don't have any trouble peeing, and each time it's a good volume. No prostrate problem.
And the garden. With the great weather we've been having, I decided to start the seed germination process a couple of weeks ago. Yesterday, upon examining for the first time to see, I had three seeds that were sending out little sprouts. What I hope will be the beginning of my next harvest. I prepped the garden and planted them. It rained last night. Is that great timing, or what? I see it as a very good sign.
And that's another part of what makes me a lucky man.
