Day one on medication. So far, bleck.
We're still working on taking pills. They're making me swallow objects to learn. Yesterday I practiced with Skittles and one got stuck in my throat. Which is exactly why I'm afraid of pills. Yeah, thanks. For now I'm taking the contents of the pill stirred up in chocolate pudding. Sounds nice, but I was never too fond of chocolate pudding to begin with, and now it tastes like medicine. Plus they keep pressuring me to just swallow it since stirring it up is too much work, although I keep telling them I could just do it myself. Ugh.
How is it? Well, it's a small dose that's been in my system for one day. A few chemical headaches, which aren't as bad as my usual ones but still hurt more because I'm not used to them. Some nausea and dizziness, but that will happen. A lot of anxiety. I've spent the entire day on a constant panic trip. I'm a twitching nervous wreck. And it will probably get worse before it gets better. Joy.
That in mind, this is probably not the best time to be talking. I will shut up now.
1 comment:
i think it's important to recognize what pills can and cannot do.
pills will not confer healing. only the work confers healing. there is more work accomplished in a single adventure (the rescue of whisk, for example) than in a lifetime of pills.
on the other hand, if the work cannot be accomplished now - which is likely, given your age and experiences and dependencies - they may help to tide you over until you are strong enough and capable enough to do what you need to do.
drink lots of water.
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