So I'm taking this antimalarial called Mefloquine; I got my prescription when I went to go get my Yellow Fever shot. I haven't thought about it since then, but yesterday was my one week mark before departure and I'm supposed to start taking it a week before I leave. Filled up my prescription at CVS: bunch of hermetically sealed, tiny white pills, looked harmless enough. Then I googled it (because I google everything), and some crazy stories about Mefloquine started popping up out of nowhere (a whole host of psychological side effects: extremely vivid visions, nightmares, hallucinations, insomnia, depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts). Anecdotal stories, of course, as these things on the internet usually are. I normally wouldn't be concerned about seeing some patterns on the wall, but I definitely don't want to wander into the African forest one night in a dream-induced state. Fun stuff.
I took it anyway. So far, nothing. Kind of anticlimactic if you ask me. I asked my mom about it, and in her infinite wisdom she said, "You're not crazy. Only crazy people get crazy dreams. Don't be stupid." So apparently I have to stop being stupid and I'll find out soon if I'm crazy or not.
In other news-- one week before I leave!
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