tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531929769862216250.post4760398760512539785..comments2024-03-25T23:52:46.691-04:00Comments on Mad Jack's Shack: Las Vegas ShooterMad Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06190137186843630543noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531929769862216250.post-14070184585792230252017-10-06T10:06:25.099-04:002017-10-06T10:06:25.099-04:00Thanks guys.
I've wondered about the side eff...Thanks guys.<br /><br />I've wondered about the side effects myself. What they (pharmaceutical companies, the FDA, and your sawbones) don't tell you is that if you're taking two or more drugs at the same time, you get a brand new set of side effects. So if you're on chemotherapy (like I was) and you're taking a half-dozen different kinds of drugs to combat the side effects of the Cyclophosphamide, along with other drugs to nullify the side effects of <i>those</i> drugs, and you develop a compulsion to sharpen number two pencils and use the shavings as a condiment of sorts on your lunch (Nine Lives cat food), well... just don't say you weren't warned.<br /><br />I was halfway through my regime of chemo and x-ray therapy when some well-meaning nurse asked me if I was depressed. This brought me out of my torpor long enough to bluntly inquire if she was still in possession of all her marbles, or if a few had escaped and were rolling down the hall. <br /><br />"Just look up the side effects of chemo therapy and the drugs you've got me on, and tell me what you think."<br /><br />"Well - "<br /><br />"I'm nauseated all the time. I can't eat. I'm on Morphine for the pain, four different kinds of anti-nausea medicine, none of which is working, I'm dehydrated, and I was in the ER <i>again</i> last night. Yes, I'm depressed. Wouldn't you be depressed?"<br /><br />"Any thoughts of self-harm?"<br /><br />"You mean suicide. No, but homicide comes to mind fairly often."<br /><br />She departed, nose in the air. Clearly I was one of <i>those</i> people, and probably a gun owner. Actually, now that I think about it, I seem to remember a medical-type person asking me if I owned a gun. I told her it was none of her damned business.<br />Mad Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06190137186843630543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531929769862216250.post-43613428897181261382017-10-05T19:54:12.358-04:002017-10-05T19:54:12.358-04:00Wow. Just freakin' wow.Wow. Just freakin' wow.CWMartinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06798867734074134647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531929769862216250.post-7335324301522431602017-10-05T14:01:41.140-04:002017-10-05T14:01:41.140-04:00Mad Jack:
That is a very telling account by JR.
G...Mad Jack:<br />That is a very telling account by JR.<br />Glad you brought it to our attention.<br />---That always makes me wonder whenever I see those pharm-ads on TV...when they tell you about ALL the side effects of the drug, any rational person would RUN as fast and as afar from that medication ASAP!<br />---I've suffered from depression, but "I" got it under control, and not some prescript doled out by someone with a slew of initials after their last name.<br />---Perhaps in some EXTREME cases, the pharmacology IS required, but the over-medication of America (in general, and from little on up) is creating a whole new genre of "people with problems"...and problems that have been exacerbated AFTER taking those meds...not before.<br /><br />Just my thoughts on this.<br /><br />Very good call.<br /><br />Stay safe out there, boss.Bob G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09222203353717749897noreply@blogger.com