Shakespeare's not taking his medicine.

Hi everyone... My title may not make any sense, so I'll do I quick introduction before I start.

Shakespeare is my boyfriend. I called him Shakespeare once when we met, then the name stuck. (If you want more than that, I might post the story later). Anyway, he has a medical condition that I can't spell... He is frequently on medication that contains a sedative. The sedative is weak, but, when he takes it several times a day, affects him quite powerfully.

His doctor recently said that he should take a break from the meds. He is going back on them on Monday, which can't come soon enough. He got used to being sedated, and now that he isn't anymore, he is TOTALLY hyperactive.

That took me an hour to write. Shakespeare keeps insisting he really needs to look stuff up (his words, not mine). He is with me because I was worried he was going to accidentally set fire to his house. He brought his laptop over and has been playing games at triple speed. I have to go to the super market, but I'm worried that he'll hurt himself while I'm out. I also don't what to take him with me, for obvious reasons. I also have to walk to the super market, whether I take him with me or not (I'm not letting him drive in his condition).

I promise to update as the night goes on.

Update: So, apparently Shakespeare was reading my blog on his laptop, not playing games. I know this because he read about how I needed to go to the super market. I hadn't told him because I knew that he would get all excited about it (which he did). This is a conversation Shakespeare and I had 5 minutes ago. (S=Shakespeare, K=Me)
S: You wanna go to the supermarket?
K: I don't need to go to the supermarket. *Nervous laugh*
S: You said you did on your blog! *Begins bouncing around the room like a rabbit* Come on! Get dress and let's go!
K:  But we'll have to walk there, and it's dark.
S: So? it'll be like an adventure! We can buy marshmallows and hot chocolate and cookies and popcorn and coffee and rent a movie and watch the movie. Then go CYCLING!
K: It's nearly midnight... I'll take you to the supermarket, but I draw the line at going cycling.
S: How about we ride the bikes to the supermarket?
K: *Deep sigh*
S: YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!! *More bouncing*

So now I'm taking Shakespeare to the supermarket on bicycles and I won't have any money left to buy the stuff I need because he'll keep convincing me to buy stuff for him (or 'us' as he says). I have to go, Shakespeare I poking me on the shoulder and shouting in my ear that I have to get dressed unless I want to go in my pyjamas.

Another Update: Okay, so Shakespeare and I just got back from the Supermarket. I gave him $10 to spend, since he didn't have any money. I had no idea how much he could buy with that amount of money. We met outside the video store, and he was carrying 3 plastic bags full of stuff. It was scary. He bought hot chocolate, carob logs (because he was feeling sensitive... I can't eat chocolate/ coffee) 2 big packets of chips, mini marshmallows, mircowave popcorn, ANZAC biscuits and a variety of other things that I need not mention.

After he showed me EVERYTHING he had purchased, we went into the video store. We rented all 3 of the back to the future movies. We are watching number 1 ATM. I will update once more tomorrow morning, I promise.