Struggles, continued.

Last week Scott started a thread on what we struggle with...I just wanted to check in with you all today and see how things are going. 

 

I shared that I had not been taking my iron pills.  Since then, I moved my iron pill bottle from the bathroom at home to my desk at work.  That is the first thing I see each day when I get here, and I faithfully take my iron pill. Sometimes our "routine" needs to be tweaked just a little for things to keep working.  

So how are you all doing at working on your area of struggle? 

I had gone to see my PCP 2 weeks ago and he put me on an antidepressant I had never been on before. The purpose was to help me sleep but he warned me that it could cause weight gain. Duh!!

I put in a call to his office this morning because I have now gained 6 lbs in the 2 weeks I have been taking this new med. AND, I still have to have my Get Some ZZZ's tea to help me sleep. I am not happy!!!!!! He returns non-emergent calls around 4:30 in the afternoon so we are gonna have a little chat about a change of meds.

Sheesh! I'm already dealing with depression and seeing that number on the scale did not help. I just hope I can get it off as quickly as it came on.

I can relate to both of you...... I have been on so many over the last 20 years its stupid but the one I am on now is CYMBALTA and I like.......I also have a great life coach.......
Annrenee
P.S.  Right now with marriage problems and sick family memebers and me with the illness's I have I have the right to take something I don't care who might family or friends have a bad oppion this combo has saved my life..
Annrenee

I am going tomorrow to get an anti depressant, the same one I used to take, Lexapro 10 mg. I just can't handle this up and down stuff anymore with my hormones.  I almost burst into tears 2 times today at work, and I had a migraine that would not quit.  And yesterday when I left work, I almost cried too.  I've been down this road plenty times before...  and know the routine. But golly I sure hate to go back on the medication.

Clinical depression is an evil demon that I have battled since I was about 10 years old.

Now, back then, they didn't know how to treat depression in children. Since my mother was hospitalized at the time, they attributed it to the stress of my mother being seriously ill. The doctor's recommendation was that I be allowed to visit with my mother. (kids weren't allowed to visit hospitals back then) I was never correctly treated until after my younger brother completed suicide in 1986.

It's funny, the first time I told any of my family I was taking medication and seeing a counselor it was my mom and younger sister. They both reacted as though I was taking street drugs. My sister actually said she "would hate to have to take a pill to be happy." I let her know that it was not to make me feel happy, it was to help me feel normal.

Fast forward a few years and several more, difficult family events - I learned both my mother and this same sister were now taking antidepressants, without counseling, and now it was perfectly acceptable and normal.

It's a good thing I had a good counselor because my family was no help at all.

Now you know "the rest of the story".