Things have been a little off lately. I’m so tired, a side effect of the amitriptyline, I come home from work, eat, and go to bed. MrH is suffering too. He just isn’t quite himself, and I know the situation must be hard for him. He’s worried about my back. He’s having to do so much extra. He drives me to work and then doubles back to go to work himself. He works through his lunch so he can leave early to come pick me up. …







