Medicated
I saw my doc one last time today, as I will be enjoying the wealth of actual health insurance starting on January 1st; it's a plan offered through MSU and my graduate assistantship, so it will deal specifically with the MSU Health Team which my internal med doc is a part of, but I'll have to get a referral to see him from now on and that will be a huge pain in the ass, so I don't know if I'll be going to him for quite some time. (Hello run-on sentence, how are you today?)
I have a number of medical issues that have been plaguing me for some time, though I rarely talk about them.
Meds prescribed:
Paxil CR(paroxetine) 40mg. Yeah, I'm manic. Mostly it has been manifesting as anxiety, though, and I have had a terrible year with myself. I haven't been happy in ages and the anxiety/depression rules my life. It is time for that to stop. I've been on Paxil before and it worked wonderfully, though when I went off it on my own, (like you are explicitly not supposed to), I went through terrible withdrawl. I'll be a good boy this time.
Ultracet (tramadol HCL / aceteminophen) 37.5/350mg. My back is getting progessively worse. Thanks in part to the amount of driving I have been doing this year, my lower back, specifically my 3rd or 4th lumbar vertebrae is either fucked or the upper/lower condoyles are grating on something. (This is about the time I miss my physiology.) I would be taking narcotics for it as at times the pain is unbearable; but without health insurance, tramadol generic is much cheaper. A bottle of 100 50mg generic tramadol is about $55, whereas 12 Tylenol-3 (codiene) is about $60. Doc's don't know this, so I have to dictate what I want, and they let me go with my agenda. (Today, though, the pharmacy gave me brand name Ultracet, so it cost me $82.00 for 60...ouch)
Bentyl (dicylcamine) I cannot remember the dosage. It's a smooth muscle relaxant for my stomach. I have the worst digestive tract on the face of the planet and I'm constantly dealing with the pain and discomfort. They don't know exactly what my problem is, but it sound as though they are going to endoscope me, and that is a really shitty procedure, as I recall from my days as a medic. If I am around you and I don't eat or act as though I don't feel very good, this is why. It tends to make me pretty irratible, too, so I apologize.
Yay for me falling apart at 25. Better living through chemistry, as they say.
I have a number of medical issues that have been plaguing me for some time, though I rarely talk about them.
Meds prescribed:
Paxil CR(paroxetine) 40mg. Yeah, I'm manic. Mostly it has been manifesting as anxiety, though, and I have had a terrible year with myself. I haven't been happy in ages and the anxiety/depression rules my life. It is time for that to stop. I've been on Paxil before and it worked wonderfully, though when I went off it on my own, (like you are explicitly not supposed to), I went through terrible withdrawl. I'll be a good boy this time.
Ultracet (tramadol HCL / aceteminophen) 37.5/350mg. My back is getting progessively worse. Thanks in part to the amount of driving I have been doing this year, my lower back, specifically my 3rd or 4th lumbar vertebrae is either fucked or the upper/lower condoyles are grating on something. (This is about the time I miss my physiology.) I would be taking narcotics for it as at times the pain is unbearable; but without health insurance, tramadol generic is much cheaper. A bottle of 100 50mg generic tramadol is about $55, whereas 12 Tylenol-3 (codiene) is about $60. Doc's don't know this, so I have to dictate what I want, and they let me go with my agenda. (Today, though, the pharmacy gave me brand name Ultracet, so it cost me $82.00 for 60...ouch)
Bentyl (dicylcamine) I cannot remember the dosage. It's a smooth muscle relaxant for my stomach. I have the worst digestive tract on the face of the planet and I'm constantly dealing with the pain and discomfort. They don't know exactly what my problem is, but it sound as though they are going to endoscope me, and that is a really shitty procedure, as I recall from my days as a medic. If I am around you and I don't eat or act as though I don't feel very good, this is why. It tends to make me pretty irratible, too, so I apologize.
Yay for me falling apart at 25. Better living through chemistry, as they say.