the Abilify to carry on
Yesterday was the big day: the confrontation with Doc Larocque. The previous day all I did was finish the outline to Phoenix Enthralled, & came down from Carson & Springfield -- though I also received a note from Bill Warren to the effect of, he doesn't understand God beyond Sisyphus, & no dilettante, filioque fancy, beats the Plastic U-boat.
So we had to set the new alarm clock which Car-girl & I picked up the day before to 6:30, as we needed to be on the road by 8:00. We had cereal; we were hungry; we ate in an over-priced cinnamon roll factory. Elena had her hair appointment, Bryan had his skin-surgery follow-up, & then we came at long last to Doc Larocque's office.
Trish is fine. Nobody's arguing that. We spent about 5 minutes of cursory time discussing voices with Trish, then on to my request: drop the Depakote & replace it entirely with Abilify. She asked if I'd been on an atypical alone before; yes, Zyprexa, but I couldn't write on it. She agreed to taper me up to the max, 30 mg. of Scientology-fucking pills, then taper me off the Depakote. Then she had to split 'cause her pre-schooler was in trouble.
We did a lot of shopping. Trish & I both bought new boots. We also bought $50 worth of groceries at Wal-Mart, though Karen misplaced the apples & baby carrots, something we discovered about 1/2-way thru the 70s Show. Earlier, we had a medium green pepper & onion pizza with stuffed crust.
Today Trish had her foot doctor appointment -- everything's fine. We left for the Layout where we saw Joe, who just pissed me off about "intelligent design", didn't stop me from being Kimothy Leery; mostly, he saw Trish & I together as Trish cried herself to sleep last night: eyesight is getting worse, couldn't see the TV. Mostly this afternoon at the eye doctor's office he just prescribed a new lens, which will bring my vision back down from 20/300 to 20/100-20/200.
We are having b-b-q chicken & beans for supper. Nummy treats!
So we had to set the new alarm clock which Car-girl & I picked up the day before to 6:30, as we needed to be on the road by 8:00. We had cereal; we were hungry; we ate in an over-priced cinnamon roll factory. Elena had her hair appointment, Bryan had his skin-surgery follow-up, & then we came at long last to Doc Larocque's office.
Trish is fine. Nobody's arguing that. We spent about 5 minutes of cursory time discussing voices with Trish, then on to my request: drop the Depakote & replace it entirely with Abilify. She asked if I'd been on an atypical alone before; yes, Zyprexa, but I couldn't write on it. She agreed to taper me up to the max, 30 mg. of Scientology-fucking pills, then taper me off the Depakote. Then she had to split 'cause her pre-schooler was in trouble.
We did a lot of shopping. Trish & I both bought new boots. We also bought $50 worth of groceries at Wal-Mart, though Karen misplaced the apples & baby carrots, something we discovered about 1/2-way thru the 70s Show. Earlier, we had a medium green pepper & onion pizza with stuffed crust.
Today Trish had her foot doctor appointment -- everything's fine. We left for the Layout where we saw Joe, who just pissed me off about "intelligent design", didn't stop me from being Kimothy Leery; mostly, he saw Trish & I together as Trish cried herself to sleep last night: eyesight is getting worse, couldn't see the TV. Mostly this afternoon at the eye doctor's office he just prescribed a new lens, which will bring my vision back down from 20/300 to 20/100-20/200.
We are having b-b-q chicken & beans for supper. Nummy treats!
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