Feb 23, 2010 19:05
So as soon as I said I'd came back to the land of the living, I go and die again.
I still can't bring myself to do anything. I'm sorry. Uggh. Redundant, I know, but these drugs really are making me more or less manic depressive. Funny, how I'm apparently getting the least observed side effects and not really any of the more common ones... March 2 - 8 I'm getting detox'd in the hospital, though. So hopefully things'll be better after that. Of course another type of medication means a whole other cornocopia of potential side effects, but hopefully none this bad.
It's my birthday this Friday. And that's something to look forward to. Hurray party! :)
epilepsy,
death,
medication,
fmylife