The meds

Nowadays, I am taking 9 pills in the night time and 10 to 11 pills for the moring. 

Uusally, what I would do is to put all the pills in the pill-cutter and down them together with aqua.

At times, after I put all the meds out, I would switch to brushing my teeth etc.

The morning before yesterday, when I was getting ready to take my morning drug, I realized that I did not take my evening meds. So I skipped them and went on with my morning pills.

Then, I had a wierd day with symptoms out for a field trip. I had this ominous feeling. And, when the content surface, I knew I now could die because I have done my work. Being handicapped both in the body and in the head, I am really done with the living thing and pray to God for a good death.

So I went to see my psychiatrist yesterday morning and I described the whole 9 yards to him. He was simply listening and not particularly engaging until I told him that I have been authorized to die. He jumped in that moment:"Make sure you take your meds!"

lol