A Lamictal overdose is almost always fatal.
I am connoaseur o(sp?) of overdoses. Like so many psych patients I delved into anxiety med overdoses and the like and did get some brain damage and visions and the like.
That night I aked the Lord and he did not stop me from od-ing on the Lamictal, a n anti-seizure med.
I knew it would mean trouble.
I took it KNOWING that there was a secondary swing–a fatal rash if the primary effect of the mediine on my ystem didn’t kill me.
When I woke up the doctor said that wwwwthe nature of the rawsh i that your skin falls off in chunks.
It started.
But stopped.
one tiny hint.
But it went off of me.\\I waws in the ICU foro five days. This experience took something out of me.
I had a one on one njurse for about 3 months, sssomething I never had experienced before and it really changed me.
Ironically, I wa with the living for the first time.
I am back there right now, in that trailer my mother rented for me, the night of
Thanksgiving day seeing a bug on the wall and being in terror from my old bug phoblia and passing out. next thing I knew wa the intubatijn rube coing out, the sick pain.
That’s behind me me now.
Now I have the wart-mole out. Womething to look forware to each ay.
The Lord showed me the worst.
And then gave me something good.
Is this like Job? I’m not well enough to evaluate that tonight.
I am not well but I am but I am happy.
Comparatively.
Un.Bon.Mot 