Friday, March 24, 2006
cloz-coma
okay, i kind of stole that from babs. this clozaril really puts me out. i got back from dinner last night and all i wanted to do was go to sleep. but oliver wanted out. so i had to wait and hour before he was ready to come in.
i met my sister at the restaurant and she said, we need drinks. so she ordered a wine spritzer and i got a beer. my nephew. well. it seems that on thursday (last), the stripper told him that she needed some space and by friday she was sleeping with Bryan, my nephews roommate and good (?) friend. some thing to lose your girlfriend and one of your best friends all in the same day. and the poor kid still has stuff in the apartment which he's going to try to pick up this morning. he took the day off to get it done. all of my nephew's real friends want to kick bryan's ass and i'm willing to make a mess out of the stripper. what kind of a friend would do that? and they were friends. they did almost everything together, talking on line into the wee hours, going to play pool, going to the clubs. then finding an apartment together.
anyway, back to the coz-coma. it puts me right out. i woke up once but only because i was having trouble breathing and i had trouble getting ollie off me so that i could go use my inhaler. but i did that then went almost right back to sleep. and it's hell to get up in the mornings. too out of it to even want a cigarette. imagine that. i think next week when i meet with the pdoc she's going to double the dose. that should be interesting. a sleep-walking, drooling creature. lurking in the night. repeating, "poppers, poppers, poppers." (shiver) all too real..
Posted by Lisa ::
7:55 AM ::
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