I’m completely off my feed.
And I have been since Sunday. It is hard to stay focused on anything other than my almost 16-month-old grandson. The trip up from Virginia included an overnight stop in New Jersey. This was a chance to visit with my son and daughter-in-law. They were warm and very hospitable.
Then it was pork roll and egg for breakfast as I headed on to Boston.
Restaurant food in Virginia cannot compare with authentic local fare in Boston and New Jersey. I have been searching for a decent Reuben sandwich in Virginia for over 5 years and have yet to find one. One restaurant offered a Reuben sandwich that wasn’t on rye bread, was missing the dressing and the meat was a mystery. One bite and I was done.
In Boston, my daughter-in-law is a true foodie.
She knows the ins and outs of every good place to eat. And her knowledge isn’t confined just to her local neighborhood. She has sought out the best places to eat in Boston proper. Great food and great company are the norm here.
This morning, it was almost 10:30 AM before I took my medicine.
While I was up at 7:30, my grandson was also getting up. This turned into an adventure that lasted until 11:30 AM. He is so much fun that it is easy to lose track of time. And it is easy to forget my morning routine which includes getting my Wellbutrin 300 mg as soon as I get up. And now my psychiatrist has added 20 mg of Prozac.
The Lexapro she first started me on for anxiety had two intolerable side effects.
Well one intolerable, and one unexpected. Within a week of starting on the Lexapro, I was back to having trouble getting out of bed. This was one of the main reasons I looked for a new psychiatrist. My former one wasn’t able to think outside the box and offer different ideas about treatment. So I had to change doctors in order to change medicine.
Wellbutrin almost immediately reduced, then eliminated, the sluggish, can’t get out of the bed feelings.
And soon I was able to arise when I woke up. I was ready for the day and did not feel groggy for the first few hours. Sadly, the Lexapro had the same side effect. I cannot believe that within a week of starting it, I was stuck in bed, once again having to fight with myself to get going. So I called, got an appointment right away and we changed the medication.
The verdict is still out on the Prozac.
I have been on this and the Wellbutrin for 6 days. The getting out of bed issues could possibly have lessened, it is hard to tell. Since I am on vacation, the true picture of my getting out of bed is hard to see. Tomorrow, I am to up the dose to 40 mg of Prozac (it was 20 mg for the first 7 days). I’m a little leery of doing this, but I have a lot of trust in my psychiatrist. She has my best interests in mind with each decision she makes.
And she includes me in the decision-making process.
This is empowering. Knowing that we are a team, working together on my mental health, gives me confidence. And the result is a better quality of life.
So, it’s back to my grandson and enjoying family.
And I remember that “I have depression, depression does not have me.”