I remember hearing Betsy and ita talk about some of the various drugs they tried and the mind-fuzzing things they did, and i was like "Aaagh, I don't know if I could do that". Don't tell me I just get OLD and start losing things!
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Plus, I think ADs make you stupid. I know they've made me stupider.
They make me more forgetful when I'm on them.
The migraines make me so stupid, though, it's hard to tell if I'll ever not be stupid again. I bolted from work because between everything, I couldn't even take numbers off a phone call right. So I welcome the fuzz of my Percoset overlords.
And yet they use (some) ADs to treat (some) ADD. Neuropharmacology is whack.
I'll take the loss of words in order to have the stable moods. I'm all for better living through chemistry.
I'm not sure about the stupidifyingness of my AD. (Although the fact that I thing A chud haf rite "stultifyingtude" maks mee wundur.)
ION, I have spent a productive evening writing study guides for Hamlet Acts 4 and 5, a.k.a. "DIE DANISH MOTHAFUCKAS, DIE!!" and Romeo and Juliet, alias 13 IS TOO FUCKING YOUNG TO MARRY: SEE "DEATH."
And I am grading character diaries and cartoon strips for Act I of R+J, which are HIGHLARIOUS. Damn, I gotta save some of these and scan 'em over the summer. Some are quite good, though, and it's nice to see my 9th graders trying to throw in Shakespearean language.
Ok, I totally geeked out there for a sec. I am stepping away from the rubrics now, I swear. I have cigarettes and a brownie calling me back from the edge...
Once you hit 30, it's all downhill from there in that department.
When I was sick and SEVERLY hypothyroid, I was at my doc's office. She and her nurse were discussing how they were having trouble remembering things and that it happens at forty and gets worse from there.
Because of my hypo state, I was having some serious mental issues with speech aphasia and other things. I said, "Yeah, I think I understand what that feels like."
With all seriousness my doc rubbed my back and replied, "No, honey, you know what it feels like to be 80. And once you get on your meds, you'll go back to normal whereas I will just get worse!"
Actually made me feel a lot better at the time.
Hamlet Acts 4 and 5, a.k.a. "DIE DANISH MOTHAFUCKAS, DIE!!" and Romeo and Juliet, alias 13 IS TOO FUCKING YOUNG TO MARRY: SEE "DEATH."
Dude, I want to study all the Shakespeare with Erin now.
I like teaching Shakespeare. I kinda want to try to do a summer thing at the Folger next year; it'd be made of awesome.
I felt less stupid on ADs. I don't know if I was less stupid, but I felt less stupid. Migraines, on the other hand, are utterly and completely of the stupid making.