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So I just looked on a map and realized I will be about 60 miles from Swampy next week for a few days. It’s a story I’m not allowed to talk about until it starts next week, and I will have absolutely no time to go visiting (projected 20 hr days), so that’s a bummer.
Tonight should be fun. Work shifted my day a little earlier to let me hit Annapolis on time.
See y’all then!
So, the last bout of depression is finally over.
How?
Easy. I got so overwhelmed I didn’t follow up with my doctor’s office to get my prescription renewed and ran out of meds. Four days after my last dose, the symptoms eased off. Over the last several weeks, I have returned to a long ago, almost forgotten normal. Yes, my anti-depression medication was giving me depression. I checked, and it’s listed as one of the first three major side effects.
>sigh<
I was on that stuff for nearly three years, and dammit, I was compliant. It helped at first, but when my depression got worse, I kept taking it, because that’s what you do. I look forward to getting better and being friends with my brain once again.
I am mood swinging more than usual. I really wish this would stop. I also wish I could channel the frustration and upset into wanting to clean my house. We have to move in four and a half weeks
Anti depressants are definitely a double edged sword. I am on Zanex right now and want to get off of it but I am too afraid. I promise my house and I will talk to my doctor about it in my appointment in a couple months. But, I tried to titrate myself off of it and that didn’t work out so well so I feel ya phouka
Well welcome back pouka!
Nice to see you!
I have always discovered that no matter what I’m taking, after about a year of feeling a little more “normal,” I slide into this … evenness. There are no lows, but there are no highs, either. At that point, stopping my medication is a relief, and I usually have a couple more years before I get bad again and have to go on something else. I made it about eight years this last time before having to be medicated again, so I call that a win. The important thing is to keep tabs on your mental state. If you’re anything like me, you know when something’s wrong and it’s time to drug up again. Good luck!!
I’m glad to be back, Gig.
One of the many things I hate about depression is that it becomes nigh impossible to take care of myself and my environment. Add to that the self-hatred that comes with depression, and it becomes very easy to think of myself as lazy, slobby, and slovenly. But when the depression ebbs, I start spontaneously cleaning stuff up. I keep up with chores. Things get better, and it’s just so obvious that it’s not me, it’s the illness.
Draelin, I hear you. For a while there, I was thinking that my brain had taken so many hits, I would need to remain on medication. Then, I couldn’t take SSRIs anymore, because I ended up grinding my teeth so badly, they shifted in my jaw. Can’t take Effexor, because I got the ‘exploding head’ and ‘electric shock’ side effect. Welbutrin was the last one.
I understand I will have another bout of depression. I wish my brain chemistry were more resilient, but it’s not. My fear is that I’ve run through most of the last generation of anti-depression medications and will have to resort to older school, less effective, more reactive medications. Blech.
Mini Musical Mumperfest & Shark Slinging Strategy Session[sup]®[/sup] was a success. As a double bonus since we were in DE, home of Chunkin’, we even got some design advice & practice shots in, which means we were able to tweak our on-paper [del]doodlings[/del] designs. 
We are well on our way to Launch Day. Oh yeah, the music & company were good, too! Only the waiter sucked; apparently, it is not good to be “with the band”…unless you want to be totally ignored. :dubious:
Drae, Mental State is my alma mater.
Man, I hated Wellbutrin. Always made me feel like I’d been mainlining espresso. I know my doctor was hoping it would have the nifty side effect of making me quit smoking, but her sneakiness in prescribing it made me mad, so I stopped taking it almost immediately. I’m currently on Zoloft, which I guess is kinda old-school, and I haven’t had any problems with it. Slight decrease in appetite when I started, but that seems to have bounced back fine. I don’t get nauseous if I skip a day (which I found out later is a common problem, but I often forget to take my pill on Saturday mornings, for some reason). I think it’s my favorite of all the things I’ve been put on over the last twenty years.
Spidey, I went to Eff U. 
Morning. I’m up, and caffeinated. Closing shift again tonight.
Welcome back, phouka! Sorry the meds aren’t working so well.
Hi, Apes!
Drae, I think Animal House,too. “:thwack: Thank you, sir may I have another!”
FCM, Gordie [del]wakes up[/del]has a psychotic episode when the Boxer Twins get walked. Uusually around 0800.
I know people whose dogs don’t wake up until somebody wakes them up. I can’t help but wonder what that’s like. On the weekends I usually have Winchester trying to make an agility course out of my bed at about 6:30.
In place of an actual leprechaun.
Not really ----- just easier to find. 
All my best hugs your way. No day is a good one to lose a loved one but birthdays totally suck for that. My BIL died on my wife’s birthday and my MIL on mine. Its odd seeing those dates on a headstone that isn’t ours but related.
All I remember was this little flashy thing and ----------
So, yesterday I had to give a candidate speech to be the elected student speaker at my law school’s upcoming graduation. Giving a speech to get people to let you give another speech seems a bit redundant - but who cares, because I’m one of the three finalists!
FCM, didn’t we meet at an Orlandope before you moved Up North? I’m an official Mumper now - got a name and everything.
Thank you sir, may I please have another.
Drive by hello. Still dealing with the fallout from yesterday when I invoked the magic words “our calibration lab is violating the requirements of ISO17025.” But I’m right, and they’re wrong (and lazy to boot), so I get major brownie points from the 3 Bosses of this place.
Apes I’m very sorry for your loss. Mt grandparents started passing on when I was 18, and it never got any easier.
Swampy good thing you have all that terlet paper - you got something to blow your nose into.
PHOUKA!!! :tacklehug:
Can we get an update on the family issues, if it’s not too painful? Are you still in Texas?
gitity my guess is you’ll be dealin’with the military. Or crop dustin’. What the heck else would make a story around here. 
Still all sinusy. I have read but retained next to nuttin’ so, yays, boos, hugs, wedgies, noogies, trouts, chitlins, how you doin’s as needed all around.
Guess what, everyone?
The housemate has finally done his washing! The stuff I took out of the machine still dirty about three weeks ago! He’s even taken it out of the machine and hung it up to dry!
faints
Anyhow, I need to go make early dindin, I have work securitatin’ at a musical this evening, and I have to get the bus in (it being too soggy to walk), which is a little unreliable in rush hour. It should be more interesting than pachyderm patrol for sure!