Lancer,

Thanks for filling in some of the details. We all took our own paths to get here, regrets and all. Now where the hell is the exit ramp?

Jude

One exit ramp, coming up!



Day Three, btw, and I'm not having any dramatic physical side effects (throwing up, spasms, etc.). I'm So Disappointed. Maybe they're BOTH placebos! Maybe they're laced with cyanide! Maybe Melancholia WILL hit the Earth! (This is a great movie, btw, if you're in the full throes of a major depressive episode).

Day Four and...

ha ha Lancer, that is hilarious

Why thank you Pero! It's been a LONG TIME since I found something entertaining AND creative.

(however, that race horse vid had to go...that was just too gross).

Day Five...Not sure yet if it's a side effect or my up-down cycle, but I've noticed I've been depressed/OCD (more O than C) the past couple of days, as in I have difficulty doing my normal tasks. It could be lots of things, but I'll just make note of it until the next draw on the 12th.

fwiw, found a new pill box - after 20 years! - with each compartment in a rainbow color. Might perk me up. Strange, I know, but little things like that do.

Here is one song for OCD part:

I like your taste in music Pero. What sometimes drives me nuts is that I'm ridiculously compliant on my meds and there are still times it doesn't help. If I go easier on myself, I did, after all, just start a new, particularly potent regimine (for which depression has been noted as a possible side effect), and, if this is another effect, added a Vitamin D/Calcium pill recommended to counteract bone density effects.

I'm just in a mood tonite, huh? Sheesh. Thanks.

Hang on Lance,
there are such days when we can't do anything to make our self feeling better...
Not sure would you like this song also, but I like it a lot. It just says: I' ll Go Crazy If I Don't Go Crazy Tonight



and here is that feeling captured nicely

Talked at length today with a friend about it. ("You don't look good," "Gee, thanks," "What are friends for?") I'm pretty clear that it's the meds (on top of existing stuff) that probably affect my mood/functioning and I'll just ride it out.

Projectile vomiting would have been more entertaining - especially for Kitty, who'd be fascinated if Daddy had a hairball - but I don't have a lot of control over this...