hula hoops and hampster wheels

So I'm taking the pill, and I've tried to be on the pill before -- and it has failed me -- I've turned yellowish, I've been highly emotional, I've borderline bed ridden for all sleep I craved while being on it, so at my last "Hooray-I'm a Woman Appointment" -- (the least favorite of all varieties) -- she put me on a lower dose of estrogen and in addition to making go through a second puberty - I'd ward of the possibility of baby monsters growing inside me.



The symptoms:



So far, I'm turning into a super sap -- I want to cry at least once a week, over completely irrational - ridiculous stuff. (I better not find any notes that are being passed around about this! haha) Seriously though -- the wrong song on the radio and I'm blubbering, this is very out of charachter and I can't stand it.


I'm fantasizing about making out (among other things) with Dave almost constantly -- and yes, i'm quite the hornball as of recent.

I have no attention span. I"m normally not a clock watcher -- but this whole week I've been little Miss Clock Watcher.

Fits of uncontrollable giggles -- yes, just like they happened in the 5th grade -- no reason, just giggles --- it's entertaining, but annoying at the same time.

I love ice cream, milk and cheese -- I have not been a big fan of the dairy products until last week -- now I love them and I need them, this being typed as I work on a bowl of chocolate ice cream drowning in syrup.

I just want to sleep in. SO now I'm going to go take a nap. I'm tired -- but just thankful that I have my thyroid being regulated and I"m being a good girl about taking my Rx .