Ahh, Burning Inside...
Actually, eaten from the inside out by a rash known as Stevens Johnson Syndrome.
The rash is an sometimes fatal, but less common side effect of the anti-seisure/mood stabalizer Lamictal, which I have taken for two solid weeks, and have been told to quit immediately.
Aside from the burning, enlarged tonsils and blistered tongue, flashing lights and dizzy spells, not to forget a profoundly manic/depressive anxiety episode just this morning which kept me from work for the third day this week, this medication was...completely useless!!
I never asked for a mood stabilizer to begin with! I don't care what the other kids are doing...gawd, it's not as though I've ever had the chemestry of anyone else in this region! Allergic to meat? Do I sound normal?
In better news, and as I had meant to write at least two weeks ago, I have a nice little schedule for this semester, working full time at Kinko's, by reccomendation of my dear and darling heatherthegreat!
I was excelling magnificently, but this wicked illness, which was just finally diagnosed today, has already tarnished my record there, so we will hold off on celebrating until I'm sure I haven't been booted out by company rules.
Still, I've got a doctor's note...or...will...
Also this semester, I've decided to pick back up into school, but very slowly so as to better understand my prospects before wasting money on the classes. Therefore, I am taking only one class, a math remedial, so I will be back on the level to take normal college algebra in the future.
After getting as sick as I have, I'm glad to have chosen such a light load, I can barely handle waking life, what with irrational tense anxiety and a searing oral cavity.
Aside from the dreadful lamictal, I have been taking 30mg of Cymbalta every evening for about a month now.
I'd explain the intricacies of this one, but no one else out there poured over neuro biochem as a hobby, so I won't bore ya. I will concede that it helped get me out of a rut and raise some needed chems in my brain, but the Lamictal, if it hadn't caused me to fester and boil inside, was going to help balance me up. As is, I'll be back to see the doc in a couple of weeks.
Great things are happening this month, and I'm not just talking about Neil Gaiman's first feature film opening in cinemas...although that was August, and I am now looking towards September...
That is right, September 29th! No, not "Talk Like a Pirate Day", that's the 19th!
September 29th, my sister Audrey and her honey, my "bro" Eric, is gettin' hitched!
Congradusmurfulations!!!
Next weekend I'm holding a bridal shower for Audrey, where we will frolic, be girly and talk about boys n how Audi's a pwincess!
That's the news of this weird one for now.
Until next time... Now, to play in the rain!
The rash is an sometimes fatal, but less common side effect of the anti-seisure/mood stabalizer Lamictal, which I have taken for two solid weeks, and have been told to quit immediately.
Aside from the burning, enlarged tonsils and blistered tongue, flashing lights and dizzy spells, not to forget a profoundly manic/depressive anxiety episode just this morning which kept me from work for the third day this week, this medication was...completely useless!!
I never asked for a mood stabilizer to begin with! I don't care what the other kids are doing...gawd, it's not as though I've ever had the chemestry of anyone else in this region! Allergic to meat? Do I sound normal?
In better news, and as I had meant to write at least two weeks ago, I have a nice little schedule for this semester, working full time at Kinko's, by reccomendation of my dear and darling heatherthegreat!
I was excelling magnificently, but this wicked illness, which was just finally diagnosed today, has already tarnished my record there, so we will hold off on celebrating until I'm sure I haven't been booted out by company rules.
Still, I've got a doctor's note...or...will...
Also this semester, I've decided to pick back up into school, but very slowly so as to better understand my prospects before wasting money on the classes. Therefore, I am taking only one class, a math remedial, so I will be back on the level to take normal college algebra in the future.
After getting as sick as I have, I'm glad to have chosen such a light load, I can barely handle waking life, what with irrational tense anxiety and a searing oral cavity.
Aside from the dreadful lamictal, I have been taking 30mg of Cymbalta every evening for about a month now.
I'd explain the intricacies of this one, but no one else out there poured over neuro biochem as a hobby, so I won't bore ya. I will concede that it helped get me out of a rut and raise some needed chems in my brain, but the Lamictal, if it hadn't caused me to fester and boil inside, was going to help balance me up. As is, I'll be back to see the doc in a couple of weeks.
Great things are happening this month, and I'm not just talking about Neil Gaiman's first feature film opening in cinemas...although that was August, and I am now looking towards September...
That is right, September 29th! No, not "Talk Like a Pirate Day", that's the 19th!
September 29th, my sister Audrey and her honey, my "bro" Eric, is gettin' hitched!
Congradusmurfulations!!!
Next weekend I'm holding a bridal shower for Audrey, where we will frolic, be girly and talk about boys n how Audi's a pwincess!
That's the news of this weird one for now.
Until next time... Now, to play in the rain!