Thursday, April 27, 2006
this morning
doesn't seem as bad as yesterday.
the pdoc increased my clozaril. the nurse brought the extra this morning. the pdoc think i may be having a hard time because she took away some seroquel and the clozaril hasn't kicked in to cover it yet. i felt like such an idiot in there. i get all confused. it's a good thing that sean goes with me. she remembered things better than i did.
i hear three different voices. one of them sounds like a cartoon character. it makes me laugh. but that one doesn't come often. the other two are just filled with derogatory statements. they tell me not to talk about what's going on. that i have to keep my mouth shut. especially about them.
this really sucks. okay , enough of my whining.
sean's coming at noon today. i think we'll just go get coffee. right now, i'm drinking a corona. i know, that's ridiculous at this hour. i just want to stop thinking. i want to be numb. i wish someone was here right now. not only would i not be drinking, but it might lift this ...i don't know what. i feel so removed from people. ah shit, i thought i was going to stop whining.
oh, someone barfed. i haven't gone changing their food around,..
one thing that i forgot to tell the pdoc yesterday was that my shoulders are very stiff. that's a side effect from the clozaril, i know. it's very uncomfortable to the point where it hurts. i'm supposed to call her next wednesday, i'll tell her then. i'll write it down before hand. i'll write down a lot of things before i talk to her. and it's easier to talk to her over the phone.
oh fuck, i'm just babbling.
Posted by Lisa ::
6:51 AM ::
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