crowdog66 ◾ ◾ Something is rotten in the state of Denmark

And it isn't the cheese.

Last night I took my first raised dose of Risperdal. This morning I woke up feeling like parts of my body had been burned (extremely sensitive to any kind of touch), as well as crampy, slightly nauseated, and persistantly confused.

I dragged myself out to my mother's doctors appointment this morning, but I'm sure not up to doing much else, notwithstanding a Starbucks venti sugar-free vanilla latte (double vanilla) that I got to try to keep myself awake for the Art Gallery curator's visit this afternoon. (Fortunately she's seeing George, not me, as I figure I have the approximate conversational skills of a soybean right now.)

All I want to do is lie down and pass out. However, unless I can get in touch with

sammelsadvocate before 6 pm, I'm going to have to go out to a nearby restaurant to meet with him... not the best situation, since I'm in a foul mood from the pain, more inclined to avoid food than approach it, and thoroughly disgruntled. In short, pretty bad company.