I wish I was kidding.
Just started taking Zoloft, in syrup form. Minimum pill dose is 25mg, I'm taking 5mg. My dose is so small I went to walgreens to find a smaller dropper and when I asked the pharmacist he was like, "That's a really small dose!" So small. The side effects are still present, but minimal. It seems now like the experience I had earlier of feeling as though someone was standing on my chest was a result of some sort of medicine-related stomach upset.
In other news, I seem to have developed a tingling in my wang. You'd figure this would be a good thing, but it's really not. Pins and needs that ebb and flow. It's excruciatingly annoying. Suspicion is right now this is either an infection or an enlarged prostate. The latter's pretty unlikely, but the former might be possible... Research on the net has yielded numerous threads of people who have had this problem and who have either not received a diagnosis or have had a whole slew of different remedies. I'm hoping it's SOMETHING instead of "Live with it for the rest of your life."
I can't get over just how often I've been ill this year. One thing to the next thing to the next thing. The brief periods of non-sickness have been filled with anxiety about the sickness. I really haven't had a break and it's really disaffecting my psyche (hence the anti-anxiety meds). I'm forced to question why my body hates me. Diet? Exercise? Something psychological? Dunno.
In other news, I seem to have developed a tingling in my wang. You'd figure this would be a good thing, but it's really not. Pins and needs that ebb and flow. It's excruciatingly annoying. Suspicion is right now this is either an infection or an enlarged prostate. The latter's pretty unlikely, but the former might be possible... Research on the net has yielded numerous threads of people who have had this problem and who have either not received a diagnosis or have had a whole slew of different remedies. I'm hoping it's SOMETHING instead of "Live with it for the rest of your life."
I can't get over just how often I've been ill this year. One thing to the next thing to the next thing. The brief periods of non-sickness have been filled with anxiety about the sickness. I really haven't had a break and it's really disaffecting my psyche (hence the anti-anxiety meds). I'm forced to question why my body hates me. Diet? Exercise? Something psychological? Dunno.