WIPs (new ones are bolded)
Still Working For Yarn
Sunday, December 1, 2024
End of November Update
Saturday, November 2, 2024
End of October Update
WIPs (new ones are bolded)
Tuesday, October 1, 2024
I Lied!
I started another project on September 28 and didn't include it in the update. It's a cowl for my husband, using the yarn he picked out.
Carry on.
Monday, September 30, 2024
End of September Update
WIPs (new ones are bolded)
Tuesday, September 24, 2024
Escitalopram Update
I think it's out.
I no longer feel exhausted all the time. I'm not clenching my jaw constantly or yawning. I don't feel numb anymore.
It took a while to start fading. A good two weeks went by with no improvement, then the dizziness hit. It was pretty constant some days. It's down to mild brain zaps in the evenings, and even those are getting less day by day.
I want to go to work again. I've cried again. I don't ever want to try another SSRI.
Monday, September 2, 2024
End of August Update
WIPs (new ones are bolded)
Thursday, August 15, 2024
My Escitalopram Trip
My doctor prescribed this for my anxiety. I started with 5mg for one week, then 10mg.
Over the next two weeks, I didn't notice any differences except for extreme fatigue and yawning. Then, by the third week, I'd started feeling a pressure-like anxiety, constantly. I was clenching my jaw all the time.
By week four, I began feeling numb - it's apparently calling emotional blunting. I didn't want to do anything I'd previously enjoyed, including my job (and I love my job). I also went to a concert and afterward, I didn't feel that sense of loss that I usually feel after an exciting event.
I started getting the occasional bout of vertigo. Once it was so bad I couldn't go anywhere.
On week six, I followed up with the doctor and they suggested that the dose was too low, and they bumped me up to 20mg. Oh my.
I kept thinking that this was going to get better, the medication just takes time, and I'd eventually feel good. Because of this, I kept everything to myself and didn't talk to my boss about what I was going through.
This last Tuesday, just past the seven-week mark, my doctor said it probably wasn't working correctly for me. (To my surprise, the emotional blunting was not her concern, but rather the vertigo and fatigue.) I've now got to lower the dose to 10mg for a week, then cut it completely.
The relief I felt when I realized that this wasn't normal and it wasn't working for me was like cool water on a hot day. I finally told my boss what had been going on. I know that the withdrawal from this medication will be interesting (brain zaps, apparently), but the knowledge that I will be me again once it's out of my system is what I'm fixating on. Even though anxiety-me has issues, I'd rather feel again and be interested in things.
Also, the low-level panic feeling I've had for the last day needs to go. I'll update again soon.