Just to set the record straight, I did not explain very well in my last post that I love my husband more than I can say. I was trying to say that by not taking my medication, I was blaming all of my problems and erratic emotions on him, but it looks like I never got around to writing that part. Once I took my medication, I felt great and my husband was walking on water again. I have since put my meds in the daily pill box so I can see every day whether I've taken it or not. I've done that before, but I lost the pill box.

I was just talking to JB tonight about my lack of organization and forgetfulness after I found a check I had forgotten to deposit. He has tried to explain what it's like to be married to me by telling people to watch the movie, "Fifty First Dates". The girl in the movie has lost her short term memory, so every day this guy that's trying to date her has to reintroduce himself to her. I guess it keeps our marriage fresh!