On Wednesday, my boyfriend and I went to see Frozen 2.
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psychosis
Liquid Sanity
I get an injection of Abilify, an antipsychotic medication, every three weeks.
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I have a love-hate relationship with IOP.
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Psychosis is believing my worst thoughts, my own interior monologue taking on a life of its own, physical sensations that don’t line up with reality, fears bigger than the moon, and logic that is completely inexplicable to anyone else.
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I had a performance evaluation at work today.
Continue readingMed Management
I’ve been on Clozapine for about a week, going up on the dosage as my doctor had instructed, when things took a for the worse. I started running a fever, my body ached, I had chills, and I wasn’t making sense. When my mom woke me up this morning, I had a temperature of 104, and irately told her, “Avocados!” when she asked me if I knew where I was.
Continue readingMonsters, Men, and Modern-Day Magic
I was never sure if the lightbulb was a magical amulet or just something I needed to take to Lowe’s so I could find a match for the burnt-out fixture in my bedroom. Once I put it in my purse, I felt very sure that it must never leave my possession.
Continue readingSharpies, St. Augustine, & My Sanity
This morning, I woke to find the words “KILL ME” and “RAPE MEAT” written in Sharpie on my chest.
Continue readingThe Sunshine Cat
I spent most of my morning with my mom at Quest Labs waiting to have my blood drawn for the second time this week. Clozapine, the drug that is supposed to stitch the seams of my sanity back together, requires extensive blood work. It seems there is something wrong with my liver, most likely caused by Depakote, the mood stabilizer that sometimes makes me vomit because swallowing pills is hard and those pills in particular are about the size of my thumb.
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