Today:
- Moved our TV
- Unloaded all the dresser drawers, replaced in new dresser drawers
- Moved old dresser out of room, moved new one in
- Replaced drawers and TV

All without waking up numerauko, and it's not even 8:30. At some point today, helping brother-in-law move into his new place. Gonna be a long day, methinks, and one with few tangible rewards. Oh, they'll appreciate it, and it'll be the start to things improving around here but still, at the end of the day, not gonna feel like I got something for my work.

Mini-update: meds are...well, stabilizing, I guess. The panic attacks seem to have tapered off, or at least lessened. The sex drive is still gone. Her mood has gone somewhat 'empty', feeling very little. Also, the nausea has returned, and it tends to kick in not long after she wakes, and stick around all day. Yep, things are still a barrel full of laughs.