Dispensing Pills, Popping Pills

You read it! This is going to be the title of my new book. My final draft is done and now my cover is being designed! Waahooo. I am on a little vacation, and I brought a book with me. I had a sticky note in there, and it reads, “Life doesn’t have the problem, you do.” Looked at this for a while and had this thought. We create our own problems, mostly. There may be outside sources, but you get to choose how they affect you. You determine your mood, your thought process. You are in control, no one else. Life was given to you, it’s up to you on how you proceed.

So, since I haven’t been here for a while due to my other project, my writing might be a little off. I have been writing a memoir. Blog vs. book. Blog is conscious writing; book is concrete writing. I had a heck of time with the difference. I read the other day only 2 million bloggers write every day. At first, I thought, this is a lot of people, but it is not. Successful blogs are worked on every day and I as I was looking at my last entry, it has been a hot minute. Sorry I dropped the ball on this.

I was at work the other day and I discharged one of my patients. As I was reviewing her med list for home medications, the list looked exactly like mine back in the day. I was taken aback. I felt like I was looking at myself in the bed. She told me how terrible she felt, and I so resonated with her. I wanted to hug her, surprisingly, because I don’t like to be hugged at times and say it is going to be ok. The doctor she was working with in the hospital, told her to wean off of all medications which was like seven and start on a night time anti-psychotic. It was the same one I take. Guys, I am not psychotic, at least I don’t think so, but this was the medication that by body metabolized the best to calm my thought process.

Every. Single. Medication she was on, I had tried. She informed me doctors were just throwing them at her because nothing was working. I told her to get a good counselor or mentor. Told her to invest in her well-being, because it was the only way out. I know people are strapped for money right now, I get it. But you have to find ways in order to help yourself through your thought processes. You deserve happiness, this is what the world is supposed to be made of. Happiness! Find it!