Better Living Through Chemistry, Part 2

My GP told me the list of things he would want me on even before doing any bloodwork to determine actual need. If I raise specific concerns about specific drug side effects, he does not communicate, he simply shrugs off my concerns.
We live in an age where the public learns about new conditions and diseases on TV when a drug is developed for them. In so many cases, we learn even more about the disease and the dug a couple years later when lawyers start advertising for class action suit clients. This seems a very prevalent trend with drugs marketed to diabetics, particularly the fat Type 2’s who want to avoid the needle.
When I told him that my new healthier living and lower blood sugars had triggered massive depression that had me disinterested in sex, my GP gave me a starter bottle of antidepressants and a three-pill sample pack of Cialis.
Just like a pusher, he would get me hooked for free and the investment will pay off before long.
I did not take either drug right away.
I had brought my difficulty to the GP’s attention as a lack of drive. He insisted it was not drive but function because I am a diabetic and diabetics have function issues.
I know myself, and what was going on. Instead of taking one of the Cialis, I forced myself to look at porn on the internet. My lack of drive had been so far lost that "forced myself" is an accurate description.
The images worked, and so did my function when my brain got engaged. I most certainly did not need the Cialis. Boner pills work on function, not drive. Ugly housewives should keep that in mind before slipping Viagra into their husbands’ drinks.
I did not take the antidepressant until I failed to have an apartment fully ready for an incoming tenant. This was the first time in 6 years I had failed in that. Just a couple years before, I had turned over 6 apartments in one month. The failure just wasn’t me. With reservations rooted in the stigmas and concepts of such a drug making me something other than myself, I started on the generic fluoxetine.
The fluoxetine worked. This depression derived from biochemical problems related to the lowered blood sugar. Things were going relatively well for me; I had no reason to be depressed and no life events had been making me that way.
The fluoxetine made me urinate a lot. My GP told me that was a sign of my being such a bad diabetic. I have been a diabetic since I was four. I know "sugar spillover" peeing when I’m doing it, and what I had mentioned to the GP wasn’t it. If I took the fluoxetine with a couple ounces of water, I gave back a couple cups. If I took it with a full glass of water, I would be standing over the toilet for several minutes in the production of sudsy pee.
I prevented the potential headache side effects by taking the fluoxetine at night.
I had only one other side effect that first winter on the generic Prozac. Before the fluoxetine, I had function but no drive. On it, I had drive but no function.
The Cialis beckoned.