Quotes About Medication

For years I felt that I didn't have enough stamina and then, four years ago, I felt like I was not getting enough air but I was diagnosed with exercise-induced asthma. The medicine for asthma never worked.

Sometimes I get the feeling the aspirin companies are sponsoring my headaches.

But suddenly, he was firmly resolved about declining the UCLA alternative. A little while before, there had been a storm of controversy about Mickey Mantle and the kind of priority treatment he had received. DeForest suspected he was getting the celebrity treatment, that he might in effect take someone else's opportunity to live longer. In the end, he refused all treatment short of the medication designed to slow the growth of his cancer and the drugs for the pain.

I don't want pills. I don't want an artificial existence." But

Colors are important. People are in clinical depression whether they are on medication or not. Neutrals are another form of medication.

Isn't crying a good thing? Why would we want to give pills to people so they don't weep? When you read a great line in a poem, what's the first thing you do? You can't help it. Crying is a good thing.

He'd told her it was just a scratch and got cross when she hadn't offered morphine.

He'd told her it was just a scratch and got cross when she hadn't offered morphine.

Her doctor called it depression, but Naomi knew that as bad as depression could be, the dark times were worse. In the dark times her mother took too many pills.

It's the Marilyn Monroe school of medicine where enough of any drug will cure any disease.

A couple drinks. A couple aspirin. Repeat.

Three weeks and I hadn't slept. Three weeks without sleep, and everything becomes an out-of-body-experience. My doctor said, Insomnia is just the symptom of something larger. Find out what's actually wrong. Listen to your body. I just wanted to sleep. I wanted little blue Amytal Sodium capsules, 200-milligram-sized. I wanted red-and-blue Tuinal bullet capsules, lipstick-red Seconal.

My goldfish is swimming around all excited inside the fishbowl on the fridge so I reach up and drop a Valium in its water.

But I don't want to go back. Not yet. Just because. Because every once in a while, somebody brings me my lunch tray and my meds and he has a black eye or his forehead is swollen with stitches, and he says: We miss you Mr. Durden. Or somebody with a broken nose pushes a mop past me and whispers: Everything's going according to the plan. Whispers We're going to break up civilization so we can make something better out of the world. Whispers We look forward to getting you back.

The thing about Valiums . . . is they don't kill the pain but at least you're not pissed off about being hurt.

People spare a minute or two relishing other people's setbacks before their own inadequacies distract them again. This is his umpteenth pint but he has a hollow leg or some sort of emptiness in himself and doesn't feel the least bit tipsy. What they take for her air of mystery is merely a side effect of her medication.

He suggested I play golf, but finally agreed to give me something that, he said, would really work; and going to a cabinet, he produced a vial of violet-blue capsules banded with dark purple at one end, which, he said, had just been placed on the market and were intended not for neurotics whom a draft of water could calm if properly administered, but only for great sleepless artists who had to die for a few hours in order to live for centuries.

The new antipsychotics are now a multibillion-dollar industry in this country, and by 2011 they had surpassed statins—cholesterol-lowering agents such as Lipitor and Zocor—as the best-selling category of drugs in the United States, a truly mind-boggling fact when one considers how rare psychosis is in the population.

Prozac, too made me want to weep. Prozac, too, was grief, because it returned me to the regular world with consequences I never expected.

I was not good in school. I could never read very fast or very well. I got tested for learning disabilities, for dyslexia. Then I got put on Ritalin and Dexedrine. I took those starting in the eighth grade. As soon as they pumped that drug into me, it would focus me right in.

However, because of the great marketing hype surrounding the SSRIs, one of them, Prozac, now has the distinguished honor of having more adverse effects submitted to the FDA than any other drug in history. More than 40,000 adverse reactions were reported in its first ten years on the market. No other drug even comes close (Breggin and Cohen 67).

During my research for this book, I discovered more than 16,000 patients die annually from the use of prescription and over-the-counter NSAIDs. I also learned more than 100,000 hospital admissions yearly could be attributed to GI bleeding from NSAIDs alone (Strand 173). Although I knew about the risk of GI bleeding and ulceration, the gravity of these statistics was never brought to my attention by any of the companies for which I sold NSAIDs.

I found this, though, Gazzy said excitedly, holding up a small green box. Gas-X! Like, 'X' for explosion! This is great! I'm thinking I rig this with a detonator and- Did you find that in the medicine cabinet? Dylan asked. Yeah. It's for upset stomachs, Dylan said, trying to hide a smile. He pointed to the words on the box. It's to reduce gas in you digestive system, not to create more gas to make explosions. Gazzy's face fell as Iggy said, Really? Gazzy, take it! Take the whole box!

Unfortunately, I think depression and anxiety are really hard to live with. And what people don't need is to feel bad about themselves because they decide to go on medication.