Well, that was an experience.
The week started out with me still struggling with my health. My energy levels were low but slowly rebuilding, I think. Then... The Experiment.
My doctor had prescribed me some new meds to improve my energy levels. I was wary... reasoning that, sure, with the right medication you can run the Boston Marathon with a broken leg, but that doesn't make it a good idea. Still, after the past couple of weeks, I was finally willing to give it a try.
I called the pharmacist and asked a lot of questions. Then I took half of a pill... Thursday morning, 9:50 AM. By 10:10, I was having to concentrate - hard - to keep my thoughts and my words from all running together, and to keep my fingers from just smushing wildly against the keyboard. By 11:10, I was struggling to stay focused. By 9:00 AM the following day, I was about ready to vibrate into a neighboring reality.
The effects wore off around 10:30 Friday. That's over 25 hours. (For the record, the pharmacist said it should last about 6 hours.) I had barely slept. Sure, I'd had energy... more energy than I've had in ages... but it was useless. I couldn't get anything done with the energy.
I am never doing that again.
Juno took the meds back to the pharmacy. Sorry anyone reading this and hoping to steal my meds. They're gone now. I've got to say, I sympathize. Part of me really wants more (and I am not at all comfortable with that). I can't help you. Talk to the pharmacy.
I slept through most of yesterday, recovering. I actually feel pretty good today.
Maybe I'll just try coffee.
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