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Back in the Saddle

15 Jun

So I know I’ve been away for a bit. Things are their usual insanity, but the truth is I’ve been going through some stuff.

I spoke about it here quite a bit lately – postpartum anxiety. I’ve been treating it with Xan.ax. But the truth is, like I wrote here in the past part of my way of dealing is taking care of Bunny with a bit of emotional detachment.

I wasn’t liking it. And it was starting to bleed into my other relationships. I was getting more detached for longer periods of time. Finally, Shmerson said that he thought it was time I check in with my therapist. So what if I don’t have the time. I need to MAKE the time.

So off I went, and it was truly a wake up call. I don’t want to go into it here, but the long and short of it is that 20 minutes into the session she said she thought it was time I get back on anti-depressants.

I credit cym.balta with saving my life. I also credit it with a huge chunk of my weight gain, and with obliterating my sex drive completely (though 3 miscarriages and a stillbirth obviously did their part to contribute).

But the fact is she was right. Sure I am super-functional right now. But overly so. I’m functioning so much I’m forgetting about living. I function to deal with things. I keep myself so busy I don’t have a moment to think or reflect.

And the moment I did – at my therapists office – I had my first panic attack in months.

Don’t get me wrong, things are truly very very good. It’s just in moments of quiet, anxiety sneaks in. When I’m alone with Bunny, if I’m 100% connected to her, I get overwhelmed and can’t deal.

That’s not good for me, and that’s not good for her.

It’s partly emotional, yes. But the truth is that when I step back and examine it, a lot of it is chemical.

I left my therapist’s office, called my psychiatrist to make an appointment, and called Shmerson to break the news that I most likely have to get back on my meds.

He was of course super supportive, but also a little sad. He was hoping we were past this. He was hoping things were good enough that I wouldn’t need meds.

In the week that followed, the realization that I had spent the last couple of months basically repressing everything brought a lot of things back up to the surface. I had more trouble sleeping. I felt more anxiety. My eating was back to being out of control.

At my psychiatrist’s I told him what was going on. He actually wasn’t incredibly concerned. He gave me two options: Go on a very low dose of cym.balta or just continue dealing with things on my own.

I was truly debating what to do. I hated the decreased sex drive and how hard it was to get off of these pills once you start taking them. I told him that my big concern was that cym.balta made me feel like the volume on my feelings was turned down very low. Like I was always not 100% present.

He answered: Well, that’s how you’re dealing now, isn’t it? You’re making yourself emotionally detached in order to deal with your anxiety. This will do the same, only in a more controlled way, and without you having to work so hard.

I asked him what he thought I should do. He said he could go either way. It was up to me.

So I thought of Bunny.

And I thought of the fact that 90% present is better than o% present.

And I realized that I’ve never taken meds when I wasn’t in crisis mode. That maybe- just maybe – they can help me get to contentment, and not just survive the latest trauma.

Maybe they would let me enjoy my daughter more. And free up the energy I’ve been using to try to control my anxiety to be used in healthier, happier ways.

And worst-case scenario: If I don’t like it, I can stop.

So I did it. I bit the bullet.

On Friday, I took the first pill.

Now it’s two weeks of fuzzy brain while I adjust to the pills again.

And we’ll see where we go from here. We’ll see if a chemical helping hand will be what it takes to tip the scales over to contentment.

Wish me luck.

 

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9 Responses to “Back in the Saddle”

  1. chon June 16, 2014 at 03:53 #

    I like your thoughts how you have only ever taken it during crisis mode so it would be nice to know how you are when you aren’t in crisis mode and just to see if it makes life easier. Either, or you are one brave chickie for acknowledging it and treating it. It’s not an easy path. I still think Shmerson at times gets hubby of the year award. he is a good man that one.

    • Mo June 16, 2014 at 12:15 #

      Thanks hon. I think you’re right. The man deserves a medal. 🙂

  2. Alissa S June 16, 2014 at 07:44 #

    Good luck my dear. I know there is no best option but it’s worth a try. I hope this is the fix you need.

  3. Louisa June 16, 2014 at 14:45 #

    It sounds to me like you made a difficult but the right decision. Wishing you not only good luck but as you said contentment and happiness.

  4. nickeecoco June 16, 2014 at 15:36 #

    Best of luck. I know how difficult of a decision it is to go on meds, especially if you’ve been off of them for a while. I know it’s cliche, but I think of it like this: I have high blood pressure. Yes, diet and exercise can lower it, but ultimately I need to be on BP meds for my own safety. Talk therapy, “dealing with it on my own,” exercise, etc. can help lessen the anxiety, but it doesn’t eliminate it. Just like with high blood pressure. Hang in there. I definitely know what you’re going through. Post-partum anxiety is awful.

  5. Lise June 16, 2014 at 20:10 #

    I don’t have any advice and no personal experience of this but I really hope you will feel better. And Shmerson seems great!

  6. Kristen June 16, 2014 at 21:06 #

    Good luck and huge hugs!!!

  7. RelaxedNoMore June 16, 2014 at 21:07 #

    Good luck, Mo!

  8. Theresa June 17, 2014 at 01:30 #

    You got this Mo 🙂

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