Could it be my last blog in Flag?  All I know is that I am tired of feeling nauseous. Took my last Cymbalta (antidepressant) on August 3rd and am still suffering from withdrawal.  Brain zaps.  Nausea.  Everyday.  Taking ginger root, Benedryl, acid reducing pills and still have to lay down for a good part of each afternoon.  It's like having a second career.  All the farewell celebrations are alcohol free.  I just can't tolerate it. When will it end?  I live on gingerale (lots of good ones at New Frontiers) and popsicles with some occasional Thai food thrown in.  And today while packing up the outside birdfeeders, I stepped in neighbor dog's big pile of poop.  This had me heaving for a couple of hours.  I am ready to leave this godforsaken cesspool (only because of neighbor from hell).  Good news on the Tucson house-it's supposed to close on Friday, 8/29/08.  When I found this out yesterday, I was laughing and crying with happiness.  Finally, my own house!  So, I thought I would feel great but the nausea came to visit anyway.  No, I'm definately not pregnant.  Anyway, it's gotta stop sometime, right?  Are there any good breathing techniques for nausea? 

Always wanted a tattoo before I turned 50.  Just not coming up with an image I want to live with.  I met a guy in Phoenix who after his grandma passed away had an image of his grandma as a young women tattooed on his arm. This to me is bizarre and kind of creepy.  He was very proud of it.