They want to disarm me, I want to disarm them. With clearer heads we’ll have millions more voting Conservative and we’ll straighten this country out.
You know, sir, every body, and every body's reactions to chemicals put into it, is different.
Two weeks ago, the M.D.s gave me what I call "the gabby pills," and rather, uh, vigorously insisted that I needed them, and should take them.
Gabapentin, 300 mg capsules three times a day; I guess it's a pretty harmless pain-killer and one can take up to 9000 mg a day (ten times what I was prescribed) without ill-effects.
But because I'm hostile about putting artificial chemicals into this body, for two days I took only one 300 mg capsule every 12 hours, so as to see what would happen.
I was totally knocked out, floored, in deep sleep for 18-20 hours each day that I took them. It's true they ameliorated pain, but they did a whole lot else.
I told the physicians I was willing to keep trying it, but only 100 mg twice a day, so I wouldn't evolve into Rip van Winkle or the big guy in Bellevue laying on the couch in front of the television.
We're still arguing about this (he says such a minimal dose won't do any good, and well, maybe it won't, but it wouldn't hurt to try), and for the duration I quit taking the drug altogether. The problem it's meant to address is pretty bad, but it's less irksome than sleeping all day long.