Hiatus Not
I was going to quit blogging for a bit due to some unforeseen events that have transpired. My last post about mixing my diazepam with my whiskey turned out to be prophetic indeed, and I am blessed with a DUI. I'm not ready to write about that quite yet, but I do have a few words of wisdom for right now.
*Stop me if you've heard this before but- DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE. When they say it's a matter of when, not if, I am living proof of this since this is not the first one for me.
*If you are feeling crappy for one reason or another,your doc keeps switching around your meds to try to find one that helps, but none are, it might be okay to say, okay, I'd rather just deal with feeling like crap than deal with these God awful side effects. I'm STILL having docs try to convince me I need to take anti-depressants for my non-smoking anxiety, and I swear, their solution has been alot of the problem. Some people just can't take this stuff and I think I'm one.
No pity parties here- I have a huge shit sandwich on my plate right now, and I'm going to have to do say alot of things I don't want to. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, they say, so I think I am fast approaching being an Iron Maiden.
On a lighter note, I was thinking of being one of the patients from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest for Halloween.
What, that's not funny?
*Stop me if you've heard this before but- DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE. When they say it's a matter of when, not if, I am living proof of this since this is not the first one for me.
*If you are feeling crappy for one reason or another,your doc keeps switching around your meds to try to find one that helps, but none are, it might be okay to say, okay, I'd rather just deal with feeling like crap than deal with these God awful side effects. I'm STILL having docs try to convince me I need to take anti-depressants for my non-smoking anxiety, and I swear, their solution has been alot of the problem. Some people just can't take this stuff and I think I'm one.
No pity parties here- I have a huge shit sandwich on my plate right now, and I'm going to have to do say alot of things I don't want to. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, they say, so I think I am fast approaching being an Iron Maiden.
On a lighter note, I was thinking of being one of the patients from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest for Halloween.
What, that's not funny?