I got prescribed Xanax yesterday for my panic disorder, and being the dumbass with no self-control that I am, I'm already abusing it.
I took two last night, had a bit of a nice woozy chill-session, then fell asleep. This morning though, I woke up with the feeling that there were <i>mice</i> scurrying around in my bedsheets (no, we've never had mice in our house..). I was *so sure* they were there, but I was still only half-awake so I quit looking for them and fell back asleep. I woke up a while later, this time positive that one of my pet rats had somehow escaped and was running around on my bed... check at the rat cage and they're all in there. THEN, I don't know how long after this was, but I was sure that there was a CAT in my bed.
Then I really woke up and got out of bed.
WTF? was that the xanax? Of am I just a nutcase? It was really weird. Anyone have similar experiences?
I took two last night, had a bit of a nice woozy chill-session, then fell asleep. This morning though, I woke up with the feeling that there were <i>mice</i> scurrying around in my bedsheets (no, we've never had mice in our house..). I was *so sure* they were there, but I was still only half-awake so I quit looking for them and fell back asleep. I woke up a while later, this time positive that one of my pet rats had somehow escaped and was running around on my bed... check at the rat cage and they're all in there. THEN, I don't know how long after this was, but I was sure that there was a CAT in my bed.
Then I really woke up and got out of bed.
WTF? was that the xanax? Of am I just a nutcase? It was really weird. Anyone have similar experiences?