Posted by headachequeen on January 2, 2004, at 0:15:06
We decided to accept an invitation for dinner and drinks this evening, just a quiet group of friends the hostess told us and I fell for it. Earlier during the Christmas season when I invited people in for drinks and conversation I was rather hurt when one woman refused the invitation on behalf of her husband and herself because I was such a goody-twoshoes that I thought I was too good to have a drink with them... no use explaining that my laryngolowhatsis didn't allow me to drink and that the meds I take for epilepsy really preclude the concept, actually the aftermath is what precludes LOL... her attitude quite stung and I was slow to recover.. the depression bit kicking in I guess, don't know.. I have always been a little thin-skinned though...
At any rate, when we were invited for New Year's Day I thought about it then decided that it might be fun to go and have dinner with people we had known for ages and who understand that the meds dictate what I can and cannot do, as in no wine with dinner, no liqueur after dinner and no aperitif and so on... just water and lots of it...
out of the blue came a voice I recognised as the one who had told me how I thought I was too good to have a drink with anyone else informing me that the only thing wrong with me was "all those drugs you do" She was in the pharmacy yesterday morning when I picked up my monthly stash - the exact word she used... my stash... and if I couldn't think of something better to do with a thousand dollars, she certainly could...
I should go home and flush all that junk down the toilet and I would feel better in no time...Golly gee whiz, Aunt Bea and here I have been worrying about side effects anddepression and losing that creative part of me that causes the low grade mania...when all I had to do was get rid of the stuff...
the joke is on me....
kat
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