Showing posts with label medication. Show all posts
Showing posts with label medication. Show all posts

Saturday, July 9, 2011

fluoxetine and me part 3

Ok, been taking it for awhile now.  I know it is probably not the best med for me but I think I need something.  A LOT of it is psychological, because I feel better immediately after taking it.


But, OH, COFFEE!!  I love thee sooo, but, alas, thee fucks with my system...



Sunday, April 10, 2011

Fluoxetine and me (continued)

I'm taking it again, or still just to keep this up to date.  Don't know what is working, but things seem to be better.  I am not exercising, that is the only thing I would like to change physically.  But I'm working in the yard alot right now, and my job can be very physical, so I'm not that worried about it.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Fluoxetine and me (continued)

I've been taking the 20mg a day for about a week.  Obviously that's not long enough to really make any conclusions about how it's working.  I am more certain about the other circumstances being big fat factors in my anxiety; Christmas, mom, and work.

I have also completely cut out coffee.  This is a good thing for me, although I do love it.  I am also trying to stick to the low carb thing, except for chocolate, that does not count.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Christmas is over, mentaly healthy bound

  1. My mother called the week before Christmas.
  2. I found out my uncle's Alzheimer's has gotten worse in a very short time.  My uncle and I have always had a special relationship and he has been extremly supportive my whole life.
  3. I'm facing a transition at work and with it alot of extra stress and confusion.
  4. It was Christmas.
Without question these things attributed to my recent period of depression and feelings of instability.
I'm going to give myself a break.


These environmental events led to other things:


  • I was messing with my anti-deprssant medication...I couldn't make up my mind when I should take it, how much or even if I should take it.  This is not/was not rational decision making. 
  • I was not talking to my husband enough.  I worry that I am a burden to him and that he gets tired of my problems.  I get sick of myself so how could he not get sick of me.  His answer?  It's not my problem, it's our problem.  Am I lucky?  Yes.

Looking ahead:
Back to taking 20mg of fluxotine everyday, going to set reminder on my phone.
Still no coffee.