Pharma-tropia
Jan. 23rd, 2003 11:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vianegativaIt's amazing how odd circumstance compels me to write...
Due to some arcane biochemical process, my eye medication I take for Glaucoma (Timoptic, Timolol Maleate Solution, 0.50%)has conspired to deliver me snugly into the hands of dementia. Now, I recall an episode when I FIRST took Timoptic for my eyes (Seventh Grade; I wept, wailed, and rolled about tearing at my hair over an Algebra problem before wondering WHAT the fuck happened...) and I know that the "side effects" so gleefully mentioned by my doctor are a bit more than inconvenient, but jeezum crow, I feel as though I'm in the movie Jacob's Ladder. Strange smells, migraines, wild mood swings, panic attacks, auditory and visual hallucinations... the past two days have been surreal. The good doctor Kovach has suggested that my recent lapse in using my eye medicine was to blame for this "reacclaimation" period, and that I'll be fit in a few days to a week.
I have a healthy & profound new respect for those with mental illness.
Given my general loopiness, I decided to take today off and rest up a bit at home. All in all, that was a capital idea as I'm no longer seeing stars and my head isn't splitting open. I wasn't intending taking a day off so soon into the new year, but I wasn't looking forward to my co-workers seeing me act like I was on drugs.
Which I am, just NOT the recreational kind. Which of course, for all the symptoms I've had in the past 48 hours, sucks ass.
I think I may just start smoking pot. Fewer incidents of dementia, I'd think.
Due to some arcane biochemical process, my eye medication I take for Glaucoma (Timoptic, Timolol Maleate Solution, 0.50%)has conspired to deliver me snugly into the hands of dementia. Now, I recall an episode when I FIRST took Timoptic for my eyes (Seventh Grade; I wept, wailed, and rolled about tearing at my hair over an Algebra problem before wondering WHAT the fuck happened...) and I know that the "side effects" so gleefully mentioned by my doctor are a bit more than inconvenient, but jeezum crow, I feel as though I'm in the movie Jacob's Ladder. Strange smells, migraines, wild mood swings, panic attacks, auditory and visual hallucinations... the past two days have been surreal. The good doctor Kovach has suggested that my recent lapse in using my eye medicine was to blame for this "reacclaimation" period, and that I'll be fit in a few days to a week.
I have a healthy & profound new respect for those with mental illness.
Given my general loopiness, I decided to take today off and rest up a bit at home. All in all, that was a capital idea as I'm no longer seeing stars and my head isn't splitting open. I wasn't intending taking a day off so soon into the new year, but I wasn't looking forward to my co-workers seeing me act like I was on drugs.
Which I am, just NOT the recreational kind. Which of course, for all the symptoms I've had in the past 48 hours, sucks ass.
I think I may just start smoking pot. Fewer incidents of dementia, I'd think.
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Date: 2003-01-23 09:30 pm (UTC)Pot is good for glaucoma
Date: 2003-01-23 09:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-23 10:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-24 07:27 am (UTC)"....BUT THE ROWERS JUST KEEP ROWING!"
Always fun, don'tcha know. Then after the rollercoaster ride just this side of sanity then my brain shuts down and I have about an hour of what I call the Stupids! I normally have an IQ of 168 it plummets to about 4. Thing is I'm "in the back of the bus" screaming at myself to not do these stupid things. It's like "the idiot takes control!" in some bad B-movie font across my life.
Gee this was an awfully colourful post