Going on medication for mental illness can be a difficult choice, but for some of us, it’s the best one we can make. I’ve been on meds for going on 5 years now and while I don’t regret the move, there are some things I wish I’d known before embarking on the journey. Here are 4 of them.
My sometimes daily, sometimes weekly (and very aptly named) Daily Weekly Comic tackled the Australian marriage equality plebiscite last week. It involved talking flags and a joke meme from The Office because I’m still not 100% on drawing people and memes are the height of humour, fight me.
There were three different posts, but one, in particular, got a bit of attention.
I’ve had a lot of support for it; a lot of people virtually high-fiving me with likes and shares because they Get It, man. They too have had to take a big fuck-off sip of beer after someone has said something stupid.
And I’ve had the other ones.
Friday, 400mg of Ketamine
I write this from a 400mg Ketamine/early morning haze. It’s 6am, which is only a time I’m functional at right now because hospitals are some warped otherworld in which apparently 5am is a thing that exists.
I’ve been stuck four times in my belly with a needle over the last five days, and it’s certainly feeling it.
How is everyone? I’m high!
For those not religiously stalking my online presence (and why NOT?), you might not know I’m around twenty-four hours into a five-day stint in hospital. While here I’m being stuck, prodded, and infused full of drugs to help deal with my ever-reliable buddy ol’ pal ol’ mate, chronic pain.
This involves a few fun procedures but the one I want to talk about today is the Ketamine infusion. Because those are the medicinal waves I’m riding right now, my dudes.
Thar be spoilers for The Defenders!
The Defenders is out and it’s…not…bad? I mean I got all the way through it? I was entertained for the most part? I still want to get messy-drunk and punch dudes with Jessica Jones?
But for every sliver of potential, there were HOURS of failure to live up to any of it.