Now I'm down to 5 x 2 mg a week, and I still pass that same house on my journey to and from the chemist. It makes me think about how far I've come. Then, the other day I had the idea of counting the houses off and seeing, in terms of my walk down that street, the corresponding progress made on my taper. It was encouraging because no. 5 is right near the end (or beginning) of the street. For all intents and purposes, it's basically the end. It's just a few steps until the end. So that's where I'm at. It sometimes seems like this taper drags on forever and I'll never get through it. It still really affects me. I encourage myself that I've made a lot of progress, but I still feel like I have a way to go. Seeing it visually like this really helps me to grasp that, it's not just wishful thinking - I am actually at or near the end. It's a fact.
Then today I had the idea of counting the other way - after passing the no 29, counting upwards and getting a sense of the progress I made between when I started and when I reached 29. It gave me a sense of the progress I've made since the beginning. It puts in terms of a distance walked. An interesting thing is that the final number on that street (at least on that side) is 47, which represents around when I started my taper - around 47 x 2 mg a week. So that road is, funnily enough, a real representation of my taper. I started at the start of the road and now I'm basically at the end.