Dear Readers.

I have agonized for you. The hurt you will feel. So I’m just going to come clean (not necessarily sober): I’m a slightly less medicated lady.

There.

The trazodone had to go. Over the past few months, there has been a marked increase of misfirings in my brain, producing cognitive confusion and speech difficulties. Don’t blame the trazodone; it’s a good drug. Blame me, dear readers. It just wasn’t for me and it greatly pains me to admit it.

I’ve been substituting 3 benadryls for the trazodone at night. I’m sleeping well…except for worry about your reactions to my having failed you and the medication.

Yours always.

Medicated Lady.