Medicine Cabinet

Since everyone is so fascinated by my medications, I thought I would illuminate.

Currently, my cabinet includes:

Buproprion SR (Wellbutrin): I really like this one. Depression and offlabel ADHD. Norepinephrine and dopamine primarily. Rather reliable. The xl is fewer pills but the hospital hates xl because of insurance. 

Pristiq (desvenlafaxine): depression. I like this one a lot. Very similar to but seems better then effexor. Serotonin and Norepinephrine primarily 

Remeron (Mirtazapine): this one is low dose, cPTSD and sleep but its an antidepressant. Primarily dopamine, I believe

Aterax (hydroxzine): anxiety. Antihistamine. 

Propranolol (Beta Blocker): blood pressure medication used for ptsd

Max strength Benadryl 5/28 max 1/7days

(Or atarax 25-100)

Lion's Mane

Chaga

Inhalor

Epipen (but on beta blocker)

Inositol (Vitamin B8) (Artstick)

Zinc

Magnesium

Ginkgo Biloba 5/28

Multivitamin 

Holy Basil tea

Ashawangha tea

Chamomile lavender tea w/ probiotics

Lavender supplements (Artstick)

Probiotic plant protein (Artstick)

GABA: found at pharmacy/health food stores

5/16/25 30 day supply of sleep supplement consisting of melatonin, l theanine, and flower extract.

5/16/25 abilify 2

5/16/25 ativan 1mg pending for going near hospitals

Electrolyte water: to adjust for clozaril d/c and aid general function

mike may fanatically remind people on occasion I've tried hemp products. These have primarily been cbc and thc. Once it was thcv. Long ago, under prichards advice, i tried CBD. MDs are absolutely obsessed with this stuff. They dont like anything they can't maniacally control. They are obsessed with control. They truly think they are gods, they just don't admit it in public. It's obnoxious beyond all belief. Completely unhealthy. But the fact is Prichards recommended both cbd and thc. FACT. He had other patients on thc and was aware of this. FACT. He manipulated countless meds, often offlabel, often outside recommended dosages. And that will come out in court whether i live or die. That man WILL ANSWER FOR HIS ACTIONS. PERIOD.  END OF STORY. MATTER CLOSED. I WILL HAVE THIS REVIEWED BY A JUDGE. So shut your damn traps. YOU GUYS TAUGHT ME THIS. BLAME YOUR OWN DAMN SELVES. I GOT THIS FROM MDS and nutritionists. By the time I met my counselor, I had already tried cbd and thc. Fact. Thank prichards.

A Special note to obnoxious and unethical health professionals. Any attempt to influence my health care WILL BE REPORTED. SHUT YOUR DAMN TRAPS. FBI, MEDICAL BOARD, DSS, OR WHOEVER NEEDS A REPORT. THANK YOU FOR TUNING THE FUCK OUT. I've already spoke to fbi about this. They are aware. Do not make me put you on a radar. My family, contrary to popular belief does not control the world, nor does anyone control me. Please shut your traps. (FOR the educated, that means stop talking).

Dear ER Staff

The funny thing was, you got a little more twisted out of shape then you needed to be. A dissociative episode does not have to be a big deal. I'm not exactly sure what you found so alarming. But threatening and running a lot of different people in and lying to me are not exactly ways to be productive, gain trust, or help people. 

I do appreciate the Sprite. 

Refusing to change the urine bags when I'm obviously in pain and they are obviously full is just all sorts of stupid. It's not hard. You have eyes. Even if you're a cleaning person you can tell the people standing right outside watching THAT DUH he's in pain and needs help. 

That aside, it was bizarre that the doctor lied about the lab results. There was definitely stuff that you found. And yes, my phone did die. And no my family wasn't helpful. So congratulations, now my emergency contact is my LPC. YOU DON'T GET A FUCKING CHOICE. You contact someone that can help. 

That said. I do appreciate some of the communication instruction and the ideas on what to relay to my family. Not sure why I could not pee. The RNs were very rough. Unnecessarily so. I've had catheters before. They did not have to be that rough, and I can file lawsuits. Remember that. 

Anyways, you guys did fine as far as to keep my health intact. I guess I'll ask my internist to recheck the labs to make sure they return to normal. 

Some of you seemed angry and others amused. You'll be happy to know I do not remember any names. At points I wasn't sure who was the doctor and who was the nurse. If you're wondering where I got the curse words from, you taught me. Remember, Garbage in, Garbage out. You treat me like shit, don't be surprised if I get ugly. You curse, I curse. You lie... I call you out.

Maybe save the comments about shipping me out of state. The guy that transferred me to MIP. I can remember things from time to time. I can be nice. I think you can remember I've been nice before. I can be ugly too. Don't worry about the names. FBI has eyes. So just forget about it.

Let's not do this again. Maybe if there's a next time I'll try Bon Secours. But I like holding people ACCOUNTable. So who knows. If I go back to Vinewell, I'll have a word about the vital checking. Don't worry though, they're not eager to see me either. I've got rather acute hearing. Somethings I can ignore.

I am not the property of my family. You don't need to talk about me being a disappointment to my father or anything about my treatment team or anyone I know. They do not actually control me. No one actually does, but if I am accountable to someone right now that would be my treatment team and the Federal Government. South Carolina did try to succeed. We failed, guys. 

** Author's note: I would have indeed changed it myself, but my hands were not steady and it is a biohazard **

Public

See, what I have learned is that I do not have the right to privacy. Cuz people don't leave me the fuck alone. So, I'm just publishing my entire life here until some people lose interest in fucking with me. 

So let's get started. I was born here in Greenville in 1981. Greenville General. It moved to Memorial. My father was a doctor, sister a social worker, other sister an anthropologist, brother a psychiatrist. I have 6 nieces and nephews who mean a lot to me. 3 boys and 3 girls. My mom from Italy and my dad from New Jersey. 

I had some early childhood trauma. Ended up making MIP my other home. Beck Middle School. Southside High School. Worked at Taco Bell. My family put me at Furman. I got expelled. Not a long story, but I'll get to that. Then I went to MA. Two Hospital/Treatment Centers. Worked in Fast Food. Came back down, worked at the grocery. Started taking history and business and some other courses at Tech. Transferred to Clemson. Psychology. Graduated. Worked in IT. Got two certifications in that. Went to my Masters Program. Got my Accounting Degree. Worked in some Corporate and Tax. Legally disabled since 20. Learned how to Busybody with the best of them. Learned God complexes. Was forced to develop a sense of humor. Pushed too hard. Trying to slow down. People still try to speed me up. Tired. Pissed off. Developed memory problems and a tendency to repeat myself, especially when people don't listen. Heard too much, seen plenty. Volunteered for 3.5 years at Crisisline. Never married. Dated someone for about 3 years or so. She got married. Not your fucking business. Anyways. I did try the trans thing briefly and flirted with the gay thing. Right after Clozaril stopped. Had to figure things out a bit after so much chemical and psychological manipulation. Decided I was too old and tired to experiment too much. Now I stay at home mostly. Until the people around me stop fucking with me. As long as it takes. Thinking about hobbies some. But right now my goal for hobbies is the guitar and writing. I need to go through a few extra belongings. Stop breaking into psych hospitals. I enjoy my cat. I like to read. The library doesn't like that I like to read. They don't like my Mrs. Doubtfire. They're pruds. I need to return that book but I hate going there now. They need to adjust their attitudes. All I'm trying to do is check out books. If they make it difficult then it will be difficult. I advocate some. I don't understand their narrowmindedness. Public areas are for EVERYONE. GET OVER YOURSELVES. 

That's a basic outline. Thank you for reading.

This Week

Let's see... this week I have to pick out more stuff for the checkers to donate or throw out... I have coffee... I have mindful... I need to reconnect my printer and my tv to the network (thanks FBI if that was you). Check the website to make sure no one will kill me over what it says... check the links again... reduce my old OTC/hygiene stuff... work on my anger... avoid filing more reports... Not yell at anyone... Be careful not to overexert... go for some walks...