One of the things that I have noticed, taking Concerta is the fact that I am up late and it is almost impossible for me to wake up early like I have been. I have been an early riser for quite awhile, enjoying getting up with the dawn and having those wonderful magical hours to prepare for my day.
This morning, I seriously dragged myself out of bed and into the kitchen to pop one of my pills. So I am slowly waking up. I am also not having coffee which is very strange. Yesterday I didn't make any. It was the first time since my College days that I didn't have morning coffee or tea. I had gone through a phase a few years ago, after being sick with the flu, when for whatever reason I couldn't stomach the taste and/or smell of coffee and stopped drinking it, but drank tea instead. That was a very brief sabbatical.
On Oprah yesterday, Maria Shriver was on and telling the audience that during a personal crisis, she had consulted Oprah and was commiserating that her life “would never be the same again...” and Oprah told her that her life hadn't changed but had been altered. (Which maybe is the same thing...) So, how do I put this into context? The idea of never having a cup of coffee again can upset me because it is a huge change for me. I mean, coffee has been for me, almost a religion. So to look at it, not as a permanent change but just as a part of my life being “altered” is a more powerful way to look at it.