Today was the day of my latest doctor’s appointment. I can officially say that I will no longer be taking the medicine for the voices that I’m supposed to be taking. The reason for this is plain and simple. I walked into the doctor today and they weighed me. The lady said, “Oh I see you’ve gained some weight.” I absolutely despise antipsychotic medicine. I now weigh 274 pounds. Fifteen months ago I was managing to stay between the range of 200 to 205 pounds. This is absolutely ridiculous.
Then I’m sitting there talking to my doctor and I feel like I’m rattling off the same symptoms I’ve been having. He ordered that I have another MRI, this time with contrast. So I had that done and found out that I had a credit on my account, which was a positive thing. I don’t know what I will do if this MRI comes back fine and the neurologist says there is no other tests that they can run. I’ve already been told by my psychiatrist that she doesn’t think that I have schizophrenia, so what in the world is this then?
Am I just waiting for some major even to happen? God knows I don’t want to have some huge seizure, but according to all these tests that have been run, I’m not having seizures. Oh well, that’s all I’ve got for now. Till next time.