Again my head...
...is killing me. It feels like a cramp. It feels like sitting in an exam with all the questioned knowledge in your head, but due to the panic your memory is gone. But what usually lasts a few minutes in the head of a student, has been like this for the whole afternoon and evening.
The good news in between: I had been asked to see the new MC yesterday to shoot some pics. To my own surprise they were not even as bad as I had expected. And later in the night I was even cured or something similar for a few hours, as I posted. It was great.
Yesterday's high was only repeated for a short while after lunch today. But than it started again going down, and I was kind of crawling in my work, and even became lethargic for an hour or two.
I think the bitch is getting nostalgic, as in the past days most of the conditions that I have been through since March are making a short reappearance on stage. Maybe these symptoms just show up to bow a last time before the curtain falls for them for good and I finally get healed?
For whatever reason, I actually should now it better, be more realistic, but something is telling me that I am slowly moving towards the cure. I keep my optimism. We will have to see. My doc wrote me an email today, asking how the side effects were doing. I told him how well I was doing last night - and how bad the hours before. He wrote that given the fact that currently I am taking three different drugs at the same time, the one that failed (and is going to be ceased in a week ors so) could one of a sudden start working now that the new drug has been added.
This sounds as stupid as hillarious, as ironic as outrageous. Anyway, I think I had one pill too much today. I have to sleep now. Maybe I wake up tomorrow and my head is better - and my confidence in the art of medicine as well. And one of a sudden I am not as optimistic anymore...
The good news in between: I had been asked to see the new MC yesterday to shoot some pics. To my own surprise they were not even as bad as I had expected. And later in the night I was even cured or something similar for a few hours, as I posted. It was great.
Yesterday's high was only repeated for a short while after lunch today. But than it started again going down, and I was kind of crawling in my work, and even became lethargic for an hour or two.
I think the bitch is getting nostalgic, as in the past days most of the conditions that I have been through since March are making a short reappearance on stage. Maybe these symptoms just show up to bow a last time before the curtain falls for them for good and I finally get healed?
For whatever reason, I actually should now it better, be more realistic, but something is telling me that I am slowly moving towards the cure. I keep my optimism. We will have to see. My doc wrote me an email today, asking how the side effects were doing. I told him how well I was doing last night - and how bad the hours before. He wrote that given the fact that currently I am taking three different drugs at the same time, the one that failed (and is going to be ceased in a week ors so) could one of a sudden start working now that the new drug has been added.
This sounds as stupid as hillarious, as ironic as outrageous. Anyway, I think I had one pill too much today. I have to sleep now. Maybe I wake up tomorrow and my head is better - and my confidence in the art of medicine as well. And one of a sudden I am not as optimistic anymore...
posted by Sabi at 10:01 PM
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