This is not about meds, but about MY meds.
If you feel unstable at the time, please, stop reading for your own good.

My wife was out of town. She went for four days to Disney's with her one year old first grandaughter, I of course, stayed behind.
Who wants to hear kids crying at my age. Well, I never could stand 'em at any age.

Anyway, while she was OFT, I didn't take my meds.
Let me emphysize that I don't suggest, insinuate or condone this behavior.
If you need them, You need them.

I was feeling great. Went to town at night to my beloved Gentlemen Clubs, and my mind was sharper that a razor.

I tried to publish a picture from Candy Crush, where I won the contest by a mile. 3700 something points. The second place winner made less than 2000.
And I stopped playing five hours before the contest ended.

I uploaded the picture here. I know it's here. But I can't find it. Maybe one of you guys can.

Well, my point is: are, in MY particular case, the meds helping or hurting?.
I was forced to take them by the witch last night.
BTW, I call her the witch, because she is one, and she knows it. Not because she's ugly, on the contrary, she's very pretty.

Today, I couldn't finish a level in 7 tries.
The other day, I passed 21 levels straight in the first try.
I'm also back to having troubles with the spelling.

Are they helping at all?. Or hurting me.