I'm a firm believer in better living through chemistry - well, forget better living, just plain managing to stay alive with the judicious amount of pills and shots and... But the side effects do tend to build. For example, I don't remember what it's like not to have a dry mouth, and then there's the night sweats - love waking up in a puddle.
But the biggest pain is digestion. Have you ever noticed that every single list of side effects either includes constipation or diarrhea (or sometimes both?) Trying to titrate the perfect balance between a brick stuck in your abdomen and Old Faithful shooting out the back end is tricky, to say the least. There's laxatives and stool softeners galore, but for my money, the best option is Russell Stover's sugar-free chocolates. However, you have to respect the Stover's. One won't do the trick, two... sometimes, but three seems to be the magic number. Do not - I repeat, DO NOT go for five, thinking that the first three don't seem to be working, might as well add a couple more. I spent most of last night in the bathroom, regretting that decision intensely. You would think I would have learned my lesson before now, but no - I seem doomed to repeat it.
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