Sleep is for the Sedated

I slept last night. I slept, and I could not be any more elated than I am to have done so. There is, however, a price to pay for the only sleep that I'll ever catch: Seroquel Sleep.

Seroquel is an antipsychotic, meaning that it fogs over those lovely episodes of psychosis one may experience on his or her 'off' days. Along with this intent, it is a very strong sedative. I imagine that this is because manics are easier to catch whilst they're asleep, as opposed to when they're fleeing the country in their underwear.

My personal problem with Seroquel, however, is not its drug class. It gives me the insatiable munchies for 'junk food.' It pokes the glutton inside of me, and I leap into the grocery store as if possessed, and spend all of my money on food that will eventually give me diabetes. A typical day on Seroquel for me usually rests somewhere between 1,800-4,000 calories. I'm still trying to lose the weight that I gained from my previous experience with it, which was a sprightly twenty pounds. Cheers.

There are other pro's and con's with Seroquel. For instance:
Side effects

Good things:

• Sedation
• Dampers anxiety
• Prevents the fuzzy pink bunnies from coming in through the windows

Bad things:

• Weight gain
• Increased appetite
• Constipation (Note to readers: apples can cure this)
• Dry mouth
• Lethargy

There are more detailed lists of these wonderful traits in the P.D.R. I've chosen those above because they are directly related to weight gain.

Instead of forfeiting right away, I'm going to challenge myself to fight Seroquel's hunger. It's a new week, it's a new slate, and I will not admit defeat to something as pithy as an antipsychotic. Psychosis, shmychosis. Appetie, shmappetite. Weight gain, shmeight gain... this is me missing the Dr. Seuss books that I read as a child.

Weight: 114 113 112 111 110 109 108 107 106105 104 103 102 101 100 99 98 97 96 95

Height: 5'4"