Friday, October 3, 2008

My followup appointment seemed to be going great, with everyone happy for how well the pills I've been taking have made my life a better one. And then the other shoe (that I had thought was lost in the closet) finally dropped. I can't take these meds indefinitely. I'm going to have to stop taking them in February, and have surgery to see if that can help me, because the longer I take these meds the more chance I have of developing a different condition. I'm really down about this. I feel like Charley; the Flowers for Algernon guy. Make my life all better...and then take it away. If the surgery doesn't work, I suspect I'll end my life. I don't think I could live like that again.

   posted by Bald Jason at 05:24 PM
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