By: zord guil

zord guil — Thu, 29 Sep 2011 18:04:29 +0000

Article by at 2010-07-22 15:10:50
Categorized in Bipolar Children,

By: journ hanadrahma

journ hanadrahma — Fri, 26 Aug 2011 01:12:03 +0000

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By: yamandseng reux

yamandseng reux — Tue, 16 Aug 2011 16:29:43 +0000

clozaril is an antipsychotic and in the nursing drug guide i looked it up in there was no mention of it being used to treat bipolar disorder but still many antipsychotics are used for treating bipolar disorder. i think just because this book doesn't mention it doesn't mean it couldn't be used for it. maybe calling a pharmacy could answer your questions.

By: soganoglia

soganoglia — Sun, 05 Jun 2011 15:39:51 +0000

i have ADHD

By: bres

bres — Wed, 11 May 2011 02:45:44 +0000

An Anecdotal Tale: On Memory, Reasoning, And Marijuana —– At one point in time, during my late adolescence, I used a lot of marijuana myself (age: 16 to ~20), whilst I taught myself how to draw and how to paint, and how to make friends and how to socialise. I gave up the substance completely (without hesitancy) about four years ago, to study math intensely—as well as animation, painting, writing, and a second language (among other general studies). I am very happy to report that my memory is actually quite sharp—eidetic (“photographic”), I believe, and that I naturally think and reason very quickly, contrary to what this article might lead one to believe. This certainly wasn’t the case **while** I was smoking, though. Since my adopting abstinence, however, I’ve permanently memorised eighty digits of pi without trouble, for example, set-by-set, over a short period of time. This I accomplished approximately one year after my cessation of all things psychoactive (and incidentally, meat, too). A few months later, I added twenty more digits to the string (for a total of one hundred). These latter digits I learned in just two days, one hour per (day). My goal here was not to earn bragging rights, but rather, to practise a means of retraining my memory by assimilating raw data. The effects were immediate: I did better acquaint myself with it (my memory), and with its processes. I learnt things immediately applicable. For further example: I regularly remember vividly the precise layouts of objects in rooms, and locations of information in texts that I haven’t looked at for a while. I know exactly where everything is on my massive digital archives, and can accurately quote what was said during this or that conversation when prompted to. I naturally recall relevant factoids that have been impressed upon me at some point prior, with a very good degree of accuracy. I do quite well on IQ tests and puzzles, which sometimes involve memorising sets of words or other data for later recall (which is what this article cites as as a testing factor). I soak up French vocabulary like a sponge, such that classmates regularly consult me for verification. I learn new concepts effectively: I am able to take new courses at school that I’ve no prior background knowledge on, and with hard work, come out at the top of the class with an understanding of things I’d never thought about before. For example, most recently I jumped right into politics and took a course that assumes prior knowledge (Comparative Ideologies), and aced it in spite of the fact that I’d never taken a history, political science, or sociology course before. (I come from a math and science background.) Also, I remember successfully walking for the very first time on my first birthday, and what being in a crib was like. I remember quite a lot from my early childhood, actually—much more than most do, I think. Interestingly, many of these memories, and others spanning my lifetime, were recovered upon cessation and retraining (and I didn’t invent them; they have been confirmed by my mother). Lastly, I regularly retain permanently the especially vivid dreams that I have—and all of this in spite of the fact that until relatively recently, I was what one would consider a very heavy marijuana smoker. I think that I am a unique case, though, in both development and in practice, and that it is relevant to relay these details. Given that my parents worked long hours constantly, and that I had no siblings, I had to teach myself… how to live, basically. That “aloneness” certainly contributed significantly to my development. From a young age, I was considered and did test as gifted (but was not accelerated, due to behavioural issues). Currently, I practise complete abstinence from all drugs: legal, street, pharmaceutical, or otherwise (caffeinated drinks included), and certainly no analgesics like Tylenol, or cold-medications, or alcohol, obviously. I have and do continue to subject myself to an intense mental regime daily, which involves me using my brain much like a bodybuilder targets muscles. Also, my impeccable diet plays a role in my mental prowess: I scientifically craft a very holistic one (and hopefully that makes sense, dear reader), and stick to it. It is very light, and very nutrient-dense, and I am fully adapted to it. I practise very healthy general living-habits: I sleep as much as I feel that I need to (which is almost exactly nine hours a night, always, except for in extenuating circumstances), and I go through periods of intense exercise, which tend to be martial arts, or hiking/climbing-themed. (Learning to breakdance/techdance over the summer will be the next theme.) I take great care to keep my body and mind very *clean,* and *pure.* My balls-to-the-wall approach to *gettin’ ‘er done, at all costs* is a motivating factor/source of inner-drive that keeps me glued to my regimen, and I work with a military-like focus, thanks to the way that my step-father has helped raised me from a young age (chores out the ying-yang, with inspection afterward). Perhaps most importantly, I feel very inspired to live so intensely!—for honestly, I love this life. For me, this is all progressive and productive play—the very best kind! I think that I am unique in this way, in that not very many other people my age (23.75) are so eager to send their brains to boot-camp every day, and their body: every summer. As a result, they don’t crave stimulation like I do. These are all relevant contributing factors to the point at hand, I think, of my memory and my reasoning abilities being so strong, in spite of my former heavy marijuana use at a critical point of development. **The point of this account is to say** (in a very roundabout sort of way) that despite one’s history, it is possible, in certain circumstances, with discipline and with a proper attitude and approach, to rekindle the mind, after it has been slumbering (in some senses, and so to speak) for a while—and to see very significant measures of success in this. My mental processes have not been permanently impaired in any way by marijuana, I do not think. A lovely thing, neuroplasticity is—or in more general terms: the remarkable adaptability of homo sapiens under effective, effortful direction (is). Certainly, I have gained more benefit than negative consequence from my former use: broadened horizons, and an expanded consciousness…. Coming back to sobriety was for me, like learning to play an old instrument again. If my mind is that instrument, then I now play it better than ever I have before! (Of course, gained maturity and improved *knowledge of self* both play a role in that, too. It is natural for most to become more effective over time, I think.) Interestingly, my natural development was “paused” for a few years—”delayed”, whilst I explored, and disengaged from “regular” life (my parents, and what was expected of me at school and work, and so on)—that is to say, adolescence’s latter-half of development was “put off” for a few years. Come my abstinence and change of environment, though, development did resume—and as far as I can tell, pretty much where it had left off (much to my relief). I should say that none of this would have manifested without constant, directed effort, however—and so, to all of you guys and girls out there who smoke like there is no tomorrow, and who perhaps assume that your brains will come back kicking on their own once you’re done, the news is that they most probably will **not** (come back fully on their own), without effort. Please don’t take my experience-report to mean that you can be careless or lazy, or act with reckless abandonment! Diligence is **definitely** required to sharpen back up again—but one can take solace in the fact that the pay-off is most certainly worth it. I have learned that one’s mind is one’s most valuable asset, and that it is very deserving of effortful investment. Such investment yields fantastic dividends. Four years of exploration was most surely worth it for me, personally. I downloaded an era’s worth of experience in a short period of time, and because of this I consider myself enriched and oriented. I am done now, though. I am moved on completely, with no desire to go back, but only forward (and I’ve so much to do, and such motivation!). In my case, the detour that I took has conspired to affix me to the “track” very strongly, and I do not get distracted by insubstantial things, like childish shenanigans, or fail to be well-rounded, as so many other of the sharpest academics appear to me to do at this age. To summarise: Contrary to this study’s finding, I am a former heavy marijuana-user who is able to match wits with the best of them, due to my taking great care to rebuild my brain once I was done with the drug. (Strategies at six.)

By: VD420herpes

VD420herpes — Thu, 31 Mar 2011 16:19:35 +0000