Yesterday I managed a two-hour road trip and a visit to the grocery store with only minor difficulties.  I can feel myself getting stronger each day, and my determination keeps growing.  I can recognize the obsessive thoughts, and I can make an active decision to push them out of my head.  I feel happy, optimistic, and free.  

There is one side-effect that stinks: I have been extremely tired the last couple of days.  I remember when I first started the medication, I was also extremely tired.  I would lay my head down on a pillow and be out like a light.  That feeling has returned, but because it went away before, I expect it will go away eventually again.  I figure it's the changing chemicals that are throwing my body off.

My husband has notcied my ability to cope, and his support has increased now that his fear of a major breakdown is beginning to subside.  He was terrified that I would succumb to the panic like I did two years ago, and being the loving, protective man that he is, he was watching me like a hawk for any signs of depression or panic, ready to swoop to my rescue.  Now he has relaxed, and I can see how happy he is that we are giving our future baby this chance to grow in a chemical-free environment.

 Next week, I will reduce the dosage even more by taking a half-pill only every-other day.  I'm very excited for the challenge.