Geez. that certainly made me feel better -- the death warmed over part.
I know he meant it as a sincere compliment, though.
Dad and I took my medications as we sat on the couch in my quiet den -- the only extraneous noise was Maggie snuffling contently as she dug at her cooties. Maggie also soon busily wanted to jump up with us. Dad said,"you can join us, too." I made room for her to sit in the middle of us. We were one big happily dysfunctional family.
Dad and I talked about my trying Straterra again, but he balked. My doctor originally prescribed Adderall which is basically prescription strength methamphetamine. I was hoping to improve my concentration skills and levels. I have trouble concentrating sometimes like when I am reading a book/magazine, playing games, or viewing a web page.
"If it ain't broke, then don't try to fix it," he callously told me of the medication. "That's why you were having such terrible insomnia for such a long time."
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