Just like a pill
You can call me nuts, but I always have this burning feeling under my hair every time before my state changes. I had that feeling again 5 minutes ago and I think now the pain has weakened that was with me for the last few hours.
The good news: the side effects have gone back to a minimum. Hell, it was about to happen eventually, three weeks after the change of the medication dose (which initiated them). I still have the doctor in my ear saying back than:
"You might feel again some side effects now that we increase the dose, but you also might not." You bet I did. And the next doctor who gets ideas about switching the dose again, will be taught by me why aggression is listed among the drug's "possible" side effects!
Anyway, now they are mostly gone, so it is only me and the bitch who remain in the ring. But I am yet too tired for fighting it again, the last weeks were just too exhausting. On the other hand, now that I reached the medication level that should actually bring the cure, why not letting all the poison that I swallow do the job? For a while at least?
Swallowing the pills itself seems hard enough. The other night I swallowed my "dinner" just before going to bed like every night, switched of the light and went to sleep. After one second it came to my mind: "Shit, I swallowed the wrong one!"
Beside pills that are meant to be swallowed in the case of emergency, I have to take one (orange) pill to make me sleep, and one (red) called "rocket fuel" to get me an energy boost. Guess which one I have to take when! Given the "fun" the drugs have caused to me since the beginning of my treatment, I did not feel like taking chances.
With my own swearing in my ear I got out of bed again, grabbed the phone and called the hospital. The doc on the other end remained stoic, said something about "no immediate danger", "possible insomnia" and advised me to take guess what? More pills!
The good news: the side effects have gone back to a minimum. Hell, it was about to happen eventually, three weeks after the change of the medication dose (which initiated them). I still have the doctor in my ear saying back than:
"You might feel again some side effects now that we increase the dose, but you also might not." You bet I did. And the next doctor who gets ideas about switching the dose again, will be taught by me why aggression is listed among the drug's "possible" side effects!
Anyway, now they are mostly gone, so it is only me and the bitch who remain in the ring. But I am yet too tired for fighting it again, the last weeks were just too exhausting. On the other hand, now that I reached the medication level that should actually bring the cure, why not letting all the poison that I swallow do the job? For a while at least?
Swallowing the pills itself seems hard enough. The other night I swallowed my "dinner" just before going to bed like every night, switched of the light and went to sleep. After one second it came to my mind: "Shit, I swallowed the wrong one!"
Beside pills that are meant to be swallowed in the case of emergency, I have to take one (orange) pill to make me sleep, and one (red) called "rocket fuel" to get me an energy boost. Guess which one I have to take when! Given the "fun" the drugs have caused to me since the beginning of my treatment, I did not feel like taking chances.
With my own swearing in my ear I got out of bed again, grabbed the phone and called the hospital. The doc on the other end remained stoic, said something about "no immediate danger", "possible insomnia" and advised me to take guess what? More pills!
posted by Sabi at 10:08 PM
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