Neurology Never Sleeps
Harvard went to see Non-Arsey Neuro a while ago. The appointment was a real rush job.
Not so much because of Harvard’s head, but a form for the stoopid guvmunt that needed completion–then mailing ASAP. He was the only doctor available on short notice. Nonetheless, we still talked about Harvard’s head.
After so damn long, Harvard has been working on the huge med changes, adjusting here, fiddling there. She only contacted Non-Arsey Neuro if she needed him for any serious challenges. Which were perhaps a few? Then, just pick up a phone to chat, or leave a message stating what was she’d done.
At that appointment, Harvard reviewed all her current changes. Most particularly, her divided dose in the afternoon where she had made no further changes. She was merely sitting at that dose, awaiting any possible issues. The med changes have been so high, a divided dose was definitely required.
Non-Arsey Neuro wrote a new prescription (including that divided dose) for one month. One month. Our typical two Neurologists meeting to discuss a “case.” Harvard was doing a “wait and see.” Non-Arsey could have been asleep and written it on behalf of what Harvard said.
Oh, Harvard! You have waited too long! Change that one month order! Not that it matters. She has million pills of everything lying around from making so many changes.
One of the reasons for the astronomical increases of Harvard’s Topamax and Lamictal, was to try and squash the mood changes (that were beyond astronomical compared to the increases of the meds.) Slowly, slowly, slowly…working! But still a long way to go.
A lightening bolt of terms of working? No more seizures at all after a month–and no more since! Almost six months now!
But the moods. And Harvard now being in total shit.
Things were okay. Or so Harvard thought. Or really, the most plausible answer is that the dose chosen worked fine for a while, but then BOOM!!! It took time for things to catch up. Moreover, a slow graduation to the BOOM!!! is in our own minds. It’s like things build and build until they become a volcano.
That’s what happened to Harvard yesterday. She was being a little too productive? And a few days before?
Last night. BOOM!!! The “Revelation!” Harvard was Manic, somewhere between Jupiter and Saturn! Then she crashed after shutting down her computer and fell into a Mixed State. Then a Dysphoric Mania. Her Valium didn’t even hit a single neuron.
Harvard goes to bed, thinking it’s an isolated incident that was really bad. Everything will be fine tomorrow. Harvard wakes up like she’s taken an overdose of her ADD meds, plus an overdose of who knows what else! Wide opened eyelids and speedy, speedy, speedy, speedy!!!!
Harvard was going to wait but apparently this isn’t going to stop. She’s been here before. When this happens, the absolutely worst thing she can do is “wait!”
She’s cycling like crazy, but has meds at her disposal that can try and stop it! If not, she can clearly get herself into all sorts of trouble! And that she has! Plus, she’s just stopped drinking! Let’s destroy THAT plan!!!
She’s also going to titrate of course. Harvard’s not stupid. That’s why Non-Arsey Neuro gave her full control to tackle this from Day One. He’s not available now. She’ll call him later.
POSTSCRIPT: Harvard’s already feeling like getting into trouble. Going out in bad weather on her own to mail some gifts to people. One is REALLY heavy and then going on a SHOPPING SPREE!!! Well, there’s always online shopping.
You see? When this happens? She can get in lots of trouble in LOTS of different ways. And online shopping is nothing compared to some of the things she’s done in the past!
Now, she knows exactly what she wants to buy online. It’s something she’s been lusting after for SO long! A book. A big one or something decent. Containing loads and loads of the person’s work. Her Idol!!! Lee Miller!!!
Non-Manic Statement: Harvard thinks she has a bit of Lee in her. If another photographer looked at some of her shots and agreed? She’d drop to the floor in a second. Especially with the titles she’s given them. That combination was very typical of Lee. What she shot, the twists she turned around with them, and played with them–and definitely her choice of titles.