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Dear Prudence is an advice column. It's not like a Dear Abbey or Dear A-Lister.

This must be one that's syndicated but just not as popular as the others.

This one's Dear Prudence.

Funny name.

I did something recently that concerns me on many levels.

I'm under a large amount of stress because I'm in an

unhappy marriage, which we're trying to work out, and because my company laid me off. I'm under

treatment for depression. A week ago, my doctor doubled the dosage of my antidepressant, and because I'm not sleeping well, he prescribed Ambien.

On Saturday morning, I confused the vials and took too Ambien.

I told my wife what happened and that I would probably sleep all day and went to bed.

At around 10 o'clock, my wife commented on how productive I had been, mowing the lawn, cleaning up, grocery shopping. I remembered none of this and said so. We've talked about Ambien a whole bunch on this show, and we get calls all the time from people on Ambien. Same situation. So he did all that, and he didn't remember going to the grocery store. Slept right through it. This part of it, I can actually believe.

We've talked to people that were driving.

Remember, they went to McDonald's?

Yep.

They woke up the next morning, and they were like hamburger wrappers around him. They didn't realize it on Amby, and they drove to McDonald's, ordered a hamburger in the drive-thru, drove home, ate it, and then went back to sleep. He started the lawn mower, mow the lawn, then remember it.

Did the whole thing.

Wow.

Right.

I remembered none of this and I said something. He started the lawn mower, mow the lawn, didn't remember it. Did the whole thing.

Right.

I remembered none of this and I said so.

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