I go see a psychiatrist once a month. That's no big, really....she just asks me if my meds are working, I respond, and she sends me on my way. There's no chatty-chatty or anything....
At the last appointment, she asked how I was doing, and I said "Pretty good.....I mean, of course I still have the occasional ::hiss:: but all in all, pretty good!"
"Hmm..." she said. "Well.....in that case, let's have you stop taking the Ambien and start you on Seroquel."
"Uhhhhhh....." I said.
"Seroquel is an anti-psychotic and it will help you with your inner rage."
This is the point where I start thinking 'Inner rage? I have inner rage?'
She continues on....".......and you'll want to eat more healthy foods.....it will more than likely make you gain weight.....and it will make you sleepy so you should take it at night.....do you get enough sleep? What time do you have to wake up in the morning?"
I'm still stuck on '....inner rage? I have inner......what? gain more weight? what the......are you serious? I need something that will make me gain more......oh, she is right about the inner rage right about now! Wait......morning? Hahahahaha....morning.'
Then I notice she is looking at me expectantly.
She looked pleased, so I'm pretty sure I gave the right answer.
Oh. and I have to go get a blood workup. oooohhh, can I?!
So. I took the first dose of that mess last night right before bed. 30 minutes later, I was so cold and chattering, you would have thought I was dying from the flu. (I thought about it for a second, because we had had Zely over earlier that day and she had been sick.....) I turned the A/C up, turned off the fan, put on my sweatshirt, pulled the covers up around me in a mummified fashion, and made the husband snuggle up next to me. Then I realized I was hungry. I went downstairs chattering and got a pop tart (yeah....I'm alllll about healthy), ate said pop tart and went back up to bed still chattering. Then I thought 'Aurgh......you moron. Why did you eat a pop tart?!'. It was around then that I finally fell asleep. It wasn't that solid, I-hear-nothing kind of sleep that Ambien gives me, but at least I slept, so that's something. I woke up a couple of times and went back to sleep, but there was no chattering then, so I guess that was just as the medicine went through my system.
Anti-psychotic. I mean......really?