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I have gone through eight brutal days of unknown maladies that included hiving up, breaking out, bursting out, blocking out, and cutting out. The list of medications tried is thirteen, and
they are so complicated it takes an intelligent person who is not under the influence forty-five minutes to figure out what I need to take, not take, stop taking, and whatever. Yesterday in a few moments of almost lunacy I decided it felt like my immune system is being attacked by medications, and I started conciously not taking about half of these medications that were making me foggy, feeling lost, disjointed and unclear. I am feeling much better today.