I'm sitting here thinking that it's a bit cool, this afternoon.
I could go and get a jumper, or I could just sit here, because I'm not that uncomfortable.
But getting a jumper would make me feel just that bit more comfortable, ha ha...
It's a good analogy for the new meds - I'm comfortable, now, but maybe I could be a bit more comfortable.
Take two pills instead of one, see how that works out...
It's an "I'll see how I go, for now" situation, ha ha.
It's not so much a roller coaster ride as a pleasant afternoon outing on Puffing Billy, ha ha...
So that's the next month, or pessimistically, three, taken care of.
It's all a matter of finding my comfortable spot, reestablishing my equilibrium, once more.
It's all good fun, ha ha...
There is, of course, the ever present shadow of psychosis, looming...
It's a little like having a venomous snake loose in the house - you know it's under the furniture, somewhere, but you have no idea when, where, or indeed whether it might strike...
That makes the days all the more interesting, ha ha...
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