Good evening, Kibitzers! I burned a couple of hours going to the doctor today. My Wellbutrin had run out, and he wanted to see me before refilling it. I had an appointment last week, but I had to cancel it last-minute when it became plain I would not finish busting all the ice and shoveling away the chunks in time to get there.
If I had asked, he surely would have extended my prescription so I wouldn’t run out of pills, since I had an appointment and all, but I did that stupid thing I do sometimes where I act like I’m just riding along in my own skull to take notes. I thought, Well, maybe this is good, because right now I can’t really tell any more if this drug is helping me, and he’ll definitely ask me that. So if I just go off it for a week, I’ll be able to tell. Don’t ever do that, okay? It’s a bad idea.
The thing is, I had been on the lowest dose, and the last time I went in, he doubled my dosage. Sadly, that time was November 1, so a week later, external circumstances more than doubled my cause for depression. That was the main source of my confusion.
So anyway, these recent events made me think of this cheerful song by the Austin Lounge Lizards. Lyrics below if you can’t play the YouTube, but really, you ought to sometime.
I have one more thing, a nice memory, to toss out here. This is from the Kennedy Center Honors when Carole King was the honoree. As moving as it is to see President Obama wipe away a tear (as moving as it is to see President Obama, period), I believe Carole King has to win an additional award for Person Who Feels Most Honored; she visibly can scarcely believe her luck. The whole thing made me weep, but I have pills for that now...
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I lied — I have another thing, thanks to side pocket’s reminder. There is a GoFundMe to help slksfca with Dixie’s mounting medical expenses. If you can, please toss in a bit, and even if you cannot, please share on social media.