Tuesday, November 6, 2012

It gets worse before it gets better

Well I went to the clinic today to see a psychiatrist about my seizures, and I complained to him that maybeperhaps the pills he put me on were doing me more harm than good.


Now, I'm not sure whether it's all these meds that are the direct culprit for what I had gone through, or whether it's a combination or teenagerdom, life, and other physiological stressors but my guess is: D. All of the above. I did notice a trend in happier days after I decided for myself that I was going to stop taking it.
That, and remembering to take multiple allergy pills and vitamins and seizure pills multiple times a day is just annoying as heck to do.

And now that I complained to him, he's referring me to a bigger and further away clinic that specializes in these things because there are no other medicines that can treat me. I've had to change from one type to another and as for side effects I either end up losing hair or losing my mind, both of which are things that a 16 YEAR OLD TEENAGER should not be worrying about.

So is my life.

Sometimes I just watch science videos and read edumacational magazines for fun (BECAUSE, SCIENCE.) and to learn more about WHAT THE HECK IS THIS ORGAN DOING TO ME AND WHAT DO OTHER PEOPLE GO THROUGH GAHHHH

And on top of that, I have to get my stuff together and travel out of country in a few years to get some serious things settled with family members and meet people I've only talked to on the phone and it's awesomely exciting but nerve wracking because ENDLESS GOVERNMENT PAPERWORK GAH.

Why me.

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