I'm asking for a blogging hall pass.
I'm going camping until thursday. A little sun, a little beach, a little friendship.
I don't have much to say. I feel a little naked. I am not taking the effexor yet. I am waiting for some thyroid tests to come back and also to wait until i am back in my home. So far?
The clonazepam is settling down my manic head and anxiety ridden days. I already find i'm getting headaches when i don't take it.
Shane has gone from worried to mad. Just like that. I understand. He was mad way back then. Mad that we have to deal with this.
Really, i'm hoping that better feels better than this and hoping for lots of this
We are going to a very small gulf coast island, camping right in the sand.
See you thursday.
Thanks so much for all the email and stuff…
jess
xxoo
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I know you’re vacationing, but what the hell is he mad about? Mad that you’re taking meds? Mad that you need them? Would he be mad if you needed antibiotics?
I knew nothing about depression/anxiety/ptsd (except for random stuff I’d read), until Leigh-Ann was diagnosed. And when the proper meds can stop my partner from sobbing for no reason, I’m all for ‘em. Goooooooo meds!
He’s mad because he’s scared and feeling overwhelmed by something he can’t control. That’s all. Like when your kid disappears in the supermarket. First you’re worried, then once they show up, you’re mad. Ah, love.
Glad you are taking some time away. Here’s your official hall pass. Enjoy.
I’m glad you’re getting away. Kick back and enjoy.
Yeah, my husband, while my support and my rock, also gets “mad” about “dealing with me” (as he puts it in his less PC moments when frustrated dealing with “it”)–or, and have you considered this possibility- he “seems” mad when a better way to view it would be the way marian just put it. [Although it sure "feels" like "mad" when you are in this place especially, sez one who knows all too well]-
This is the sort of stuff that is not on my pretty blog. Yet. (Hi, Marian) But I digress:-
Since you haven’t started on the Effexor, a word of caution: I switched from Prozac, which I took -no problems- for 12 years (except sweating constantly- like a 12 year long hot flash, LOL.) Anyway, the Effexor did nothing for me-except bad side effects-(this is not my point- we are all biochemically different, I know,) but stopping it HAS BEEN THE PITS- it has basically ruined my summer and I wasn’t even up to a truly therapeutic dose-GAH-also I have had the WORST f—ing rebound depression, as well as feeling like HELL,physically-and it just goes on and on and on- I went back to my old friend Prozac in the end-but I am *still* withdrawing or whatever you call it after WEEKS of tapering down and finally stopping the Effexor. I have heard this story from others as well- the “dis-continuation syndrome” while getting off Effexor is the absolute worst among the SSRI’s.
My therapist, among other warned me, plus a personal therapist friend- not MY therapist- and they see a lot of it too, and don’t have a medical bias just a “me” bias, thank you
It has sucked and sucked and SUCKED
i just wrote about camping… but we did not camp at the beach, because THAT i love. lol
Be safe and be at peace. Hope Shane gets over his “mad”. You do so much for your family. You didn’t ask for this situation and you deserve a little more compassion than you’re getting from him.
Enjoy your time away … and remember. We’re pulling for you.
Hope the camping trip is just what you need. Sounds like it will be. I’ve been having a rough stretch myself, and a few days in a tent (albeit with lots of amenities within arm’s reach) really helped me find my way back.
Glad to hear the first Rx is helping with the anxiety, etc. For me, that’s the worst bit.
I hope it’s wonderful and just what you need. Feel better soon (I know, that’s lame, but I’m lame in these types of situations. Thinking of you and not judging at all.)
xoxo
There’s been quite a bit written in blogs about Effexor withdrawal. Most poignantly by Alice. But several others as well. I was a bit concerned when I read that your doctor prescribed Effexor, and was hoping that you’d maybe ask for something else…
Everybody is different, as grammacello says, but the withdrawal seems to be identically awful for everyone.
Sorry. This is probably just stupid advice. It’s just that I’d hate to see you go through something like that.
Sure hope the mini vacation will boost your spirits. My chicken concerns probably didn’t help LOL..
Looking forward to reading you soon.
I too suffer from depression at times…the ups and downs and meds and then no meds. Just keep your head up. I know the crappy feeling, but I also know it gets better, and it WILL get better for you. (((HUGS)))
I miss you.
Now I have that song stuck in my head. But I love it, so it is okay.
Camping right in the sand sounds so soft and comforting. May you find peace there, and when you return to home.
Changes afoot, but may they be positive!
Jess,
I love you, girl and I want so much for you to get what you need. Get better… get some peace.
Have a relaxing time.
Enjoy your vacation. Hope you find some time to relax and talk with your husband. Vacations are good for that kind of thing.
Good luck to you. I am happy to hear that the Clonazepam is helping already.
take care, take it easy — we’ll all be thinking of you.