The Tale of Ah Ki, Some Benadryl, and Fluphenazine
It’s been one whole year and three months since Ah Ki went into the corn crib. He’s chosen for the most part, while he’s relapsed, not lucid nor coherent, to stay unclothed and un-medicated.
Today we thought we might first sedate Ah Ki with some benadryl before giving him a depot shot of fluphenazine. Perhaps, with comprehension and some clarity, he could then make a more informed decision of whether to further medicate with anti-psychotics or not.
Our gung-ho visiting doctor offered to climb in and give him his depot shot if Ah Ki would could somehow be sedated (he’s violent and has sucker-punched several of his relatives before, including his mother). Ah Ki first asked for some pepsi (the choice of the new generation), so we put the benadryl in it. But he threw it out. The he asked for some rice. So we put it into the rice. But he threw that out also.
It was not to be.
In the end, the only persons who drank the pepsi and ate rice at Ak Ki’s house were us three visitors.
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