"Doctor Robert"
Ring my friend, I said you call Doctor Robert
Day or night he'll be there any time at all, Doctor Robert
Doctor Robert, you're a new and better man
He helps you to understand
He does everything he can, Doctor Robert
If you're down he'll pick you up, Doctor Robert
Take a drink from his special cup, Doctor Robert
Doctor Robert, he's a man you must believe
Helping everyone in need
No one can succeed like Doctor Robert
Well, well, well, you're feeling fine
Well, well, well, he'll make you... Doctor Robert
My friend works for the national health, Doctor Robert
Don't pay money just to see yourself with Doctor Robert
Doctor Robert, you're a new and better man
He helps you to understand
He does everything he can, Doctor Robert
Well, well, well, you're feeling fine
Well, well, well, he'll make you... Doctor Robert
Ring my friend, I said you'd call Doctor Robert
Ring my friend, I said you'd call Doctor Robert
Doctor Robert
Yeah, there's no one like the good ol' Doctor Robert. Or in my case, Dr Fabio Lopes Rocha, whom I went desperately to see yesterday, after my recent episodes of a near mental breakdown coming my way, a thousand kilometers per hour.
No, no ECT for me. Nope. Thank you, doc. More drugs? Sure, I'll have 'em all. Like my friend and owner said to me even before my Parnate treatment had started, "Get ready to become a lab rat," and he was right. And do I mind? Not at all. I just wanted to get rid of these "bad trips" going down on me. So, I went to his office, told him about everything that I thought was dragging me down to the pit of endless despair once again, and, chit-chat, blah blah blah, "Let's add this and that, increase the Parnate intake and you'll call me in a week. I want to know the effects closely."
But fuck me, I'll be broke all year, unless I can manage to get some of these meds off those affamed "postos de saúde"...The thing is, I'm afraid I'll have problems managing to go to one of such places, specially not the one that's nearest my house, for it sits REALLY close to a place where I went to buy, er...some sort of "herbal medicine", still prohibited by law and that indeed causes me damage, because I am - or WAS - addicted to the thing, you know, grass, weed, marijuana, call it whatever you like. No more of that for me. Nope, I'm done with that shit. But you know how addicts are...they smell the thing and have to get ahold of themselves. And honestly, I can no longer afford it PLUS the ones I am INDEED supposed to take.
Well, might be a placebo effetc, but today I feel much at ease than yesterday. And I just began the new arrangement of pills and whatnot.
Let us hope this thing will go back to the tracks.
We'll see.
