The bitch psych nurse upped my lithium even though I told her that it was NOT WORKING. "You have not reached a therapeutic level," she said. FUCK YOU. I'm taking almost 2000 mgs now, all at once, all at bedtime, along with other antipsychotics. My body wants to turn inside out. I feel like absolute shit.
Everything is crawling. Everthing hurts. I feel wretched. There are no words.
And so it begins ... losing control of my life.
I start intensive care on Monday. That will remove this bitch from the equation and put real doctors on the case. I hope that they can figure this shit out because I am ready to take a nap on the tracks.