So a few weeks ago, I had the bright idea to start weaning off my anti-depressant medication that I’d been taking for about a year. (The screaming you hear is coming from my husband – he is very nervous about this new development.) Everything seemed to be going along swimmingly until yesterday. I was sitting in a doctor’s office waiting room, minding my own business, and the woman next to me couldn’t stop moving her legs. I can’t describe it. It was this incessant fidgeting, made worse by the noises her feet made as they wiggled around in her sandals.
I just about lost. my. mind.
So, of course, I texted my rage to Jenny.
She always knows just what to say to me.
Maybe, just maybe, I need that medicine after all.
I am living proof that “better living through chemistry” is a fact.
At least you aren’t your cousin who has the same issue with tapping/repetitive noises and a son who is a drummer and can’t stop tapping!!
I’m with you. There’s something seriously wrong with that woman.
and by “that woman” i mean not Emily.
Yep, that restless leg lady needs meds badly!