I saw my psychiatrist today and since my memory is abysmal at the moment, I’m gonna make notes here before I jump into the deranged world of medication advertising.
Lamotrigine – 100mg am, 200mg pm. Will be increased.
Sertraline – 100mg, will be increased.
Bupropion – 150mg, possibly cut out entirely at some point – she says I can use it to quit smoking again one day.
Methylphenidate – week 2, increased from 19mg to 20mg, will probs be increased to 40mg.
Chlorpromazine – (new) 25mg PRN for sleep.
Now the fun part.
Chlorpromazine is Thorazine; all the way from 1951, it has an image a bit like Lithium’s. The unhappy anthem is Gov’t Mule’s Thorazine Shuffle. It’s the kind of longwinded fretwank blues that bores me shitless.
Ain’t no need to worry today
Thorazine shuffle make everything OK
Beloved of the anti-psychiatry brigade, it features in their propoganda, as well as documentaries about such joyous things as the lobotomy. The thing is, having been around for 64 years (uh huh Beatles fans), it’s had as much time to be studied as psychiatry itself. And the 1950s were dark days indeed, for people like us.
Still, vintage pop culture remains fascinating, not to mention eye popping.
LOL! And yet, not LOL at all. Vintage shrinkage things are only very superficially amusing.
More amusement is available in the early hopes and dreams of Thorazine. Have a gander at this – it gets rid of dragons! If only it had been available sooner, St George’s story would’ve been way less entertaining.
Here’s a sad one …
It’s very clear where it gets its bad reputation from, the big pharma marketing machine. Nothing much has changed, people in the States are still being bombarded by ads suggesting they need anti psychotics. And the well intentioned anti-psych mob are as bad as big pharma at making treatment inaccessible for a lot of the planet. Harrumph! (If you’re anti-psych, shoo because this really isn’t the right place for you.)
Who could resist? It deals with everything from intractable hiccups to … well, almost everything else. Just a few of the (woefully small) adverts for Thorazine, generated by your global friends and mine – Smith Kline! Rapacious motherfuckers.