Several years ago, Chinese testicle thieves sneaked into my flat in Lawrence, Massachusetts and stole by balls. I woke up in the tub, freezing cold and covered in tube ice. Although that never happened, it was terrifying.
After Monday's Festival of Douchebaggery I've found a modicum of solace in preparing for my appointment later today at Somerville Mental Health. I'm going over my copious notes on all the drugs I've taken, and done some lazy research online, in an attempt to find something that will make my insanity more bearable. There aren't that many proven anti-psychotics from which to choose, except lithium, which I'm already on. The therapeutic dose for lithium carbonate, which I've been taking for years, is just under the dose needed to kill me. So there isn't much to work with there, as far as an increased dose goes.
I'm going to ask about Geodon, which is a relatively new anti-psychotic that works well with mixed state bipolar disorder. It would also be wise for me to report all the drugs, booze and weed I'm sucking down.