Friday, 13 September 2013

Finding what works

I happen to have a liiittle stash of medicine I've kept over the years that are not prescribed to me anymore, but once were. I've had some of my old favourite: Lyrica, for a long time after I officially stopped taking them. I take it sometimes for anxiety and it works really well, taking it only when needed and I don't get the rashes when I do so. I only have three capsules left (150 mg altogether) and that's only enough for one, maybe two attacks.

So I've been thinking, why not ask my psychiatrist if I can get it for that? Since it's working and I've been taking it before, I mean. Maybe asking for a dose of 100 mg per occasion might be a stretch, but I've been dulled by taking medicine for so long that the "recommended" dosage doesn't do a shit anymore. Though I've never heard of anyone taking it as a "take when needed" medication, so that might make her frown as well... But Lyrica is completely non-addictive and I had as high a dose as 300 mg a day when I took them regularly, and that wasn't even close to the max-dosage. So I don't think 100 mg is pushing it. If she thinks that, she's an idiot. In my humble opinion... somehow saying "you're an idiot" to someone in Swedish isn't quite as funny as saying it in English.


I've been doing this for a long time, taking pills I shouldn't (not just my own, but from other people as well) and had a desireable effect. Then mentioned it to my doctor and then got it prescribed. It's one hell of a way to find some good pills! And the doctors have never said anything negative about it, actually they rather seem to think it was a great idea of mine! Cause appearently experimenting with drugs from here and there which you have no idea if it's gonna kill you or thrill you, is considered a good way to explore things! Doctors... they must be a species of their own...

Oh, and by the way: about that phone call with the crew this morning when I completely lashed out, has been neatly taken care of. My contact person and I settled for an agreement in the future. That when they call me in the morning they should be short, consist and direct. And then he, my contact person would call me once in a while, like every other day or so, to see how I'm doing. I also told him to tell the poor girl I lashed out on, that I'm sorry and this won't happen again. She took no offence though, he said, cause I was angry at the whole system, so to say, and I wasn't actually mad at her or attacking her personally. But still, I thought an apology seemed legit. It's not very nice what I said and hanging up on her like that.

This has become sort of a habit for me lately. I bottle things up for as long as possible until I can't hold it any longer - and end up being an asshole. Is that a typical guy thing? Cause I don't remember doing that before testo. It really does change my feelings and the way I act, that lovely hormone substance. By the way, I think I'm getting hairier. I like hair, and suddenly my thighs aren't that ugly anymore. Is it just me, or is my upperlip getting a little fussier? Sorry for the extremily bored look, I was trying to take some cool pictures but just failed miserably and this shows how much I hate that. And where my eyebrow piercing is heading I have no idea.







Look, I'm in viska.se's news letter!


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