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Submitted: January 11, 2008

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Submitted: January 11, 2008



This medication is called Trilafon or Perphenazine.

When I took it, I had the worst nightmare I've ever seen.

Life is something to be cherished.

But in December of 1996, I almost perished.

After my doctor wrote the prescription,I took the Trilafon.

If I hadn't been taken to the emergency room, I'd be gone.

Trilafon helps some people but it makes other people sick.

After taking this medication, I learned that I'm allergic.

I'd like to say it was all just a dream but it was real.

The doctors in the ICU saved me with Benadryl.

I foamed at the mouth and it felt like the Trilafon was burning out my brain.

I hope nobody else experiences this pain.

My doctor ticked me off when he wanted me to continue taking Trilafon with a side effect pill.

There was no way in Hell I'd keep taking it after being so ill.

Now I take a different medication and all is well.

It's much better to take Risperadol or Seroquel.

I was only twenty-five in 1996 and that would've been far too young to go.

If a doctor wants to prescribe you Trilafon, please say no.

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