Who's Crazy / My Psychopharmacologist and I

Who's crazy

The husband or wife

Who's crazy

To live their whole life

Believing that somehow

Things aren't as bizarre as they are

Who's crazy

The one who can't cope

Or maybe the one who'll still hope

The one who sees doctors

Or the one who just waits in the car

And I was

A wild twenty-five

And I loved

A wife so alive

But now I believe I would settle

For one who can drive

The round blue ones with food

But not with the oblong

White ones the white ones with the round yellow ones

But not the trapezoidal green ones

Split the green ones

Into thirds with a tiny chisel

Use a mortal and pestle to grind

My psychopharmacologist and I

It's like an odd romance

Intense and very intimate

We do our dance

My psychopharmacologist and I

Call it a lover's game

He knows my deepest secrets

I know his name

And though he will

Never hold me

He'll always take my calls

It's truly like he told me

Without a little lift

The ballerina falls

Goodman diana

Bipolar depressive with delusional episodes

Sixteen-year history of medication

Adjustments after one week

I've got less anxiety but I have headaches blurry vision

And I can't feel my toes

So we'll try again and eventually we'll get it right

Not a very exact science is it

Zoloft and paxil and buspar and xanax

Depakote klonopin ambien prozac

Ativan calms me when I see the bills

These are a few of my favorite pills

Oh thank doctor

Valium is my favorite color

How'd you know

Goodman diana second adjustment after three weeks

Delusions less frequent but depressive state worse

I'm nauseous and I'm constipated

Completely lost my appetite and gained six pounds

Which you know is just not fair

May cause the following

Side effects one or more

Dizziness drowsiness

***ual dysfunction

Headaches and tremors and nightmares and Palpitations

Diarrhea constipation Nervous laughter seizures

Anxiousness anger

Exhaustion insomnia

Irritability

Nausea vomiting

Odd and alarming ***ual feelings

Oh and one last thing

Use may be fatal

Use may be fatal

Use may be fatal

Goodman diana

Third adjustment after five weeks reports

Continued mild anxiety and some lingering depression

I now can't feel my fingers or my toes

I sweat profusely for no reason

Fortunately

I have absolutely no desire for

*** although whether that's the medicine or the marriage

Is anybody's guess

I'm sure it's the medicine

Oh thank you that's very sweet

But my husband's waiting

In the car

Who's crazy

The one who's half-gone

Or maybe

The one who holds on

Remembering when she was twenty

And brilliant and bold

And I was so young

And so dumb

And now I am old

And she was

And though he'll never

Wicked and wired

Hold me

The *** was

He'll always take

Simply inspired

My calls

Now there's no ***

It's truly like

She's depressed

He told me

And me I'm just tired

Without a little lift

Tired tired tired

The ballerina falls

Who's crazy

My psychopharmacologist

The one who's uncured

And I

Or maybe

The one who's endured

Together side by side

The one who has

Without him I'd die

Treatments

Or the one who just

My psychopharmacologist

Lives with the pain

And I

They say love is blind

But believe me

Love is insane

Goodman diana seven weeks

I don't feel like myself I mean

I don't feel anything

Hmpf patient stable