My husband decided to give up his whole weekend to work and is on call-all this week. He came home from work yesterday in an absolutely vile mood- yelling, swearing, kicking and throwing things.
I took a klonopin and told him if he didn't calm down I was going in the bedroom. He eventually calmed down, but after about a dozen beers his temper came back again. Thankfully, none of this was directed at me. I was maxed out on klonopin and it made me want to drink, but I didn't.
It's going to be a tough week. Even when he's just on-call he loses it any time he gets called to a job. He took the extra work for the extra money, but it's not worth it, and he admitted as much last night. But he'll make the mistake of at least picking up a Saturday again sometime soon in the future and regret it later.

I still have a headache. There are contractors in my apartment building testing the fire alarms and it's not helping matters. The management company sent out a memo saying they may have to enter apartments. I'm not letting anyone in unless they're accompanied by a maintenance man or a girl from the leasing office- and that's final.

I spoke to my father today and he sounds better. He said that the appointment with the shrink went well. I didn't dig, I don't want to pressure him. He also went to his PCP and is having labs drawn today. I'm happy about that as well.

I'm going to have to go up to 100mg of seroquel. 50mg isn't having the effect it should. I will probably make the adjustment tomorrow.