As usual, my blood test didn't show any major problem. As usual, I lack D vitamin. Quite understandable for a guy living such a country, and rarely going out anyway.
I'm disappointed. For obvious reasons. If I had developed diabetes, I'd know what's wrong with me, and I'd have something to tackle to. Last time was the same surprise. I took a thorough blood test, including genetic tests, to be accepted as a sperm donor. It seemed to me that there was a quite substantial possibility that my blood test would disqualify me. Then I had this woman doctor in before me. She read some report, and page after page she commented how perfect my test was. I was thinking "how can I feel so bad, and my blood test be so good?"
I was young, in perfectly healthy, no major genetic problem, with perfect spermatozoon whose concentration in my sperm was 3 to 4 times the average. I was the perfect donor, and was thanked and thanked by the woman doctor.
I increased my intake of Cipralex. I was down to 5mg a day for weeks, but I cannot live like that. I'm back to 10mg. The Rilatin I took an hour ago in now in my blood, so I can now get out of the bed and do something.
My psychiatrist prescribed something new : Sulpiride. I only have 12 tabs. That's for the week ends like this one. When I'm not under pressure and have too much time to think. Those are the worst days. Sulpride is for the treatment of "psychosis associated with schizophrenia and major depressive disorder". Not sure how much I relate to each of those terms, but it seems pretty serious. It seems like it's going to help me. I took a quarter of a tab at work a few days ago, and I'm not sure it had any real effect beside little feelings that I could have invented while searching inside me for any effects of the drug. Tomorrow is Sunday. I'm probably going to have to take half a tab.
I'm disappointed. For obvious reasons. If I had developed diabetes, I'd know what's wrong with me, and I'd have something to tackle to. Last time was the same surprise. I took a thorough blood test, including genetic tests, to be accepted as a sperm donor. It seemed to me that there was a quite substantial possibility that my blood test would disqualify me. Then I had this woman doctor in before me. She read some report, and page after page she commented how perfect my test was. I was thinking "how can I feel so bad, and my blood test be so good?"
I was young, in perfectly healthy, no major genetic problem, with perfect spermatozoon whose concentration in my sperm was 3 to 4 times the average. I was the perfect donor, and was thanked and thanked by the woman doctor.
I increased my intake of Cipralex. I was down to 5mg a day for weeks, but I cannot live like that. I'm back to 10mg. The Rilatin I took an hour ago in now in my blood, so I can now get out of the bed and do something.
My psychiatrist prescribed something new : Sulpiride. I only have 12 tabs. That's for the week ends like this one. When I'm not under pressure and have too much time to think. Those are the worst days. Sulpride is for the treatment of "psychosis associated with schizophrenia and major depressive disorder". Not sure how much I relate to each of those terms, but it seems pretty serious. It seems like it's going to help me. I took a quarter of a tab at work a few days ago, and I'm not sure it had any real effect beside little feelings that I could have invented while searching inside me for any effects of the drug. Tomorrow is Sunday. I'm probably going to have to take half a tab.
