It's been a couple of weeks now on my new anxiety meds, and I've done the step-up to the normal dose for someone my size (my doctor tells me I'm "petite", did I mention that? Yeah. She does. So I guess I must be!! Take that, scale!!) which is 75 or something mg. each day.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Three Cool Things 1/20/14
Did you miss a weekly dose of three cool things? I sure didn't. I've been so busy with the holidays and recovering from the holidays and reading books and watching TV and washing laundry and reading other books that I hardly noticed I was neglecting my regular blog posts. I wanted to keep up on them, but somehow it just fell apart.
Sunday, January 19, 2014
Anxiety Adventures: Part 4: Attention, Please!
Anxiety is a funny beast, especially when mixed together with my personality, which craves attention and interaction. I am torn between wanting people to pay attention to me and wanting to melt into the back of the room. I hate it when no one comes to sit by me, but sometimes I like to be alone. Often I want to say something important, but I also want to keep my mouth shut so no one will look at me.
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Anxiety Adventures: Part 3: The First Week
Well, I've had a full week on 37.5mg of Effexor and I've experienced no major adverse side effects. I have had some mild headaches, but it's hard to tell if they're my normal headaches or due to the meds. I have had some mild nausea when my stomach gets empty, and also a little taste of insomnia the last two nights, though. I'm hopeful it won't last. Because today started the 75mg pills.
Other than that, I have nothing to report. No real positive effects yet, but I understand it can take 4-6 weeks to really feel a difference.
I got an appointment with a Rheumatologist, but they can't get me in until July(!) which is ridiculous, so it will be a long time before we find out if I have an autoimmune disorder/disease/issue, I guess. Which is annoying. There doesn't seem to be much I can do about that, though.
So the first week is past and life is about the same as it has been.
Other than that, I have nothing to report. No real positive effects yet, but I understand it can take 4-6 weeks to really feel a difference.
I got an appointment with a Rheumatologist, but they can't get me in until July(!) which is ridiculous, so it will be a long time before we find out if I have an autoimmune disorder/disease/issue, I guess. Which is annoying. There doesn't seem to be much I can do about that, though.
So the first week is past and life is about the same as it has been.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Anxiety Adventures: Part 2: Medication
Dear Friends: If your considered opinion is that I am wrong for taking medication to help with my anxiety symptoms, kindly skip this entry. Even well-meaning comments telling me that I'm making the wrong choice are not helpful at this point. My treatment decisions are between me, my doctor, my husband and my God. :)
This is the first time I've ever tried medicating my anxiety, so I think blogging about it to chronicle my experiences might be of value, not only to me, but to others considering medication.
This is the first time I've ever tried medicating my anxiety, so I think blogging about it to chronicle my experiences might be of value, not only to me, but to others considering medication.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Anxiety Adventures: Part 1: Background
I have been considering writing on this blog about my anxiety and my efforts to master it for a while now. However, because mine is social anxiety, I'm terrified of people distancing themselves from me, or confronting and/or lecturing me if I "go public" with this struggle. My primary worry is that there is a heavy-duty stigma attached to medicating anxiety, so I hesitate to talk about what I'm trying, since it involves medication. (THIS is a good article about that- #3 is my biggest thing, I think.)
However, writing helps me cope, helps me sort things out and clean out my brain, so to speak. It's therapeutic for me and I always feel better after I write things out. So here I go.
However, writing helps me cope, helps me sort things out and clean out my brain, so to speak. It's therapeutic for me and I always feel better after I write things out. So here I go.
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