Well Bottom Blues

I finally had my long appointment with my practitioner. She listened as I described my experiences of the last several years, and my concerns. I had been inclined to go off of the Prozac feeling I perhaps never really needed it, as I never approached all of the criteria for depression. She instead suggested, based on the magnitude of potential side effects from taking the medication, that I should instead discontinue my Risperidone.

So last night I submitted the tiny, enteric-coated brown pill to the pill cutter and only took half. She suggested I do this for a week before discontinuing, but the pills in my last refill were tiny. About the size of a sen-sen candy. So I only have two pills I can probably divide. So by Monday, I will be off Rispiredone.