Dispatch from AntiDepressant Land
So it's been nearly 3 weeks since I began taking Paxil. The Good News is that the anxiety seems to have gone away. I'm sleeping better.
The Bad News is that I feel medicated and drowsy most of the time. Lethargic, and I'm also craving caffine and refined sugars like candy and ice cream. My Cycling has gone to shit as I can't get up in the morning to ride due to the lethargy, and when I do ride, my CV is labored and my stamina has dropped like a fucking rock. I have 1 month to get into shape for the MS 150 the weekend of Sept. 11
Also, I'm constipated which is a drag because I sure do love a good dump, and now it only comes once a day instead of 3. I need more intense stimuli in order to "rub one out." My imagination isn't quite cutting it anymore, but I don't know if its because of the meds or because I'm 38 and there is a decline in my sex drive (which there isn't, I don't think), but hooray free Interweb porn. However I am at my base, still constantly horny. I feel the energy sort of beating at a rubbery-lethargic shell.
But hey, at least the throat closure and what seems to be a lot of acid reflux is gone.
So what does this mean as an Everyday Avatar? I don't really know. I don't feel real gender based right now. I'm just the Cap'n, not the Shaman, not the Artist, just the guy who is drifting through life with no real direction other than wanting to play the guitar and get laid, though I can still get angry at the social and political injustice. Thank the Fuck that I still have my sense of warped humor.
That's about it for now. As always, more as it develops.
Can God Do Almost Everything But Fuck? That's my mnemonic to remember the Cycle of 5ths for guitar. Funny eh?
The Bad News is that I feel medicated and drowsy most of the time. Lethargic, and I'm also craving caffine and refined sugars like candy and ice cream. My Cycling has gone to shit as I can't get up in the morning to ride due to the lethargy, and when I do ride, my CV is labored and my stamina has dropped like a fucking rock. I have 1 month to get into shape for the MS 150 the weekend of Sept. 11
Also, I'm constipated which is a drag because I sure do love a good dump, and now it only comes once a day instead of 3. I need more intense stimuli in order to "rub one out." My imagination isn't quite cutting it anymore, but I don't know if its because of the meds or because I'm 38 and there is a decline in my sex drive (which there isn't, I don't think), but hooray free Interweb porn. However I am at my base, still constantly horny. I feel the energy sort of beating at a rubbery-lethargic shell.
But hey, at least the throat closure and what seems to be a lot of acid reflux is gone.
So what does this mean as an Everyday Avatar? I don't really know. I don't feel real gender based right now. I'm just the Cap'n, not the Shaman, not the Artist, just the guy who is drifting through life with no real direction other than wanting to play the guitar and get laid, though I can still get angry at the social and political injustice. Thank the Fuck that I still have my sense of warped humor.
That's about it for now. As always, more as it develops.
Can God Do Almost Everything But Fuck? That's my mnemonic to remember the Cycle of 5ths for guitar. Funny eh?
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