In the words of the organisers this is what I’d signed up for: MANGRY.Sunday morning and the alarm clock goes at 7:30 am but it’s not Monday… That means one thing, it must be race day and Mickleden Straddle is calling. Because now I’m pissed that I can’t take it anymore.
Because starting the drug coincided with the start of a major uptick in my moods and mindset. And for what it’s worth? Either I was on one of my upswings already, or geodon was actually helping me. Just wanted to say Bye Fuckers, Because ME MANGRY. AND NOT FOR ANY OF THE FUN REASONS.Īnd I can’t make my brainhole focus on the things I WANTED to write about.įucking fuckstick douchecanoe handledick. And I’m sweating and angry and itching and sore. He was mildly puzzled, then laughed when I said YOU know….then I made rage face and said Hulk Angry! Only some of that actually happened. He asked if I had any issue taking short-term steroids to stop my allergic responses and wipe out the rash. Lots and lots of steroids that I have to take for six fucking days. On top of forvomigen, the nausea med he gave me that doesn’t work, he also gave steroids. RARE AND SEVERE AND FUCKED UP.Įxcept I don’t kid. My GP said I met every single other criterion for the Rare and Severe reactions. I think? OH MY GOD, MY HEART IS THE MEANING OF LIFE?! I KNEW IT!Īnyturtles. My heart was not only NOT racing, it was lower than he’s ever recorded it. It’s a damn good thing, because if that box had gotten ticked, he was going to have to admit me. The one thing I DIDN’T get as a side effect was the heart-racing arrhythmia. May I borrow someone’s kids so I can “not” teach them this lesson by what is obviously The Real Cookie Monster, please stand up?) The one thing it geodon DIDN’T fuck with, clearly, is my ragingly filthy mind. Did I mention this COOKIEMONSTERFORSAKEN ITCHING?! MOTHERFUCK, I ITCH.I’d pay somebody to scratch my itch, but I think that’s called solicitation.Īnyway. Randomly stopping myself mid-thought or even mid-sentence. I chased it with anti-vomityourgutsup juice, and I vomited the anti-vomityourgutsup juice out.īig ass rash spreading across the back of my neck.Ĭonfusion.
I’ve been throwing up for 2-3 days straight, no chaser. Problem is…turns out I’m allergic to the shit. I had it on good authority that it could, in fact, help with the mixed episodes I’ve been experiencing a lot lately. I was going to tell you about bookstores and masturdating and parks and recreation and old fucks and Buddha by the rhododendron and fishing and fiction. I was going to tell you all about the awesome four day weekend I had this weekend just past.
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