A person who suffers from depression. Major Depression Disorder to be exact and it has had a hold on me for the last eight weeks. Not fun. Not fun at all. Most of the time some external conflict triggers my depression but this time it was just me. We (my doctor and I) thought I was doing so well eight weeks ago that we would try reducing one of my medicines. The one that causes weight gain and we were going to start small, like 13 mg small. After the first week I knew something was wrong but thought I needed more time to adjust to the smaller dose. By the end of the second week, I heard voices and went right back on my regular dose. Things did not improve (except I stopped hearing voices). My doctor and therapist couldn't make sense of how bad I continued to feel. So I visited my family doctor's PA and found out my thyroid wasn't working. That was two weeks ago. Since then I have been on my regular dose of antidepressants plus an slight increase in one plus Ambien plus synthroid plus an antibiotic because I also have a kidney infection.
Monday I knew I was improving. Tuesday dawned joyous and remained that way. Wednesday I couldn't stay awake and Thursday I felt a little desperate. Today was better - not as good as Tuesday but better than the other days. I hope I continue on the uphill climb.
