Chapter 21
January 2014
“Mom! It’s time for your meds!” Gabriel yelled from the bathroom. He grabbed the bottle of Prozac and the bottle of Zyprexa and brought them into the living room.
They’d been on such a roller coaster with her medications, mostly because she refused to tell the full truth during her appointments with her doctors. Due to her resistance to full disclosure, at first they’d diagnosed her with major depressive disorder. For years, they had prescribed Prozac, which she took only when she felt like it. The meds would help for a brief period, until she started feeling good. Then she’d either stop taking them, or when she did keep taking them, it was almost like they made things worse.
After a particularly intense episode that had landed her in the hospital—she had mixed
