I wrote earlier about my second visit to the Psychiatrist. He is a good doctor and he listens to me. I guess that's what shrinks do. But, he conveys a sense of caring and I trust him. I previously had a bad reaction to a group of medications that lead my Neurologist to the Lewy Body Dementia diagnosis. Well, that bad reaction and every other symptom listed for Lewy Body Dementia. A blind man on a galloping horse could have diagnosed that one!! But, just the same, the Psychiatrist wanted me to try a drug in that family to try to deal with my hallucinations. Because I like him, I tried the drug. But let me be clear, my hallucinations don't bother me. I am not frightened by them, and sometimes they amuse me. I will admit, the first person I saw startled me. But the dog did not bark, so I figured he was not there. As long as I have the dog, I figure I am OK. Right?!
I took the pills for 3 weeks, and the same problems happened, plus a few. What symptoms? Mean, argumentative, grouchy, can't sleep at night, constipation, did I mention grouchy and mean! My wife finally took me off the pills and after a few days, I was back to normal. Well, as normal as I get these days. Let's just say I am manageable.
So, what did we learn from this little pharmaceutical experiment. I have Lewy Body Dementia. Don't give me drugs from that family unless you want a grouchy old man on your ass with a memory disorder and a bad attitude!