I spent a day off of one of my meds the other day. I was running out and the doctor was on vacation and it was a "controlled substance" requiring a paper prescription and I figured I'd get by since it was the weekend.
Holy crap, I was miserable and useless that day. I don't know how they could stand me all those years before I started taking it. I don't know how I could stand myself all those years before I started taking it. All I wanted to do was curl up and hide, and even listening to a complete sentence from anyone taxed my powers of concentration.
So yeah, meds are good and going off your meds without consulting your doctor is a dumb idea.
(BTW, you may have mentioned it last year, but how'd he end up with the kids?)
a fine and enviable madness, this delusion that all questions have answers, and nothing is beyond the reach of a strong left arm.
