Adventures in Depression - Day 2
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sessifetThe GP told me that Fluoxetine won't start really kicking in until two to three weeks of taking it and to be patient and not expect a miracle cure etc. etc. Having said that, I can definitely tell I'm on something. I put yesterday down to being drained by my appointment and my drowsiness and headache were explained by being pretty much exhausted. But I took my second dose at 15:00 today and I have since developed a mild headache (right at the top of my head, very odd), slightly burning eyes and an all-over body cold sweat.
It feels like coming down with a mild case of the 'flu, complete with nap requirement. Not a vague desire for a nap, but a "we need to go lie down now" demand. So I went to bed and had what feels like the best nap in months. And then I came downstairs and cleaned the kitchen work surfaces, because, well, I could.
My mood is...odd. I won't say I'm good or okay or doing better because I'm not. I just feel less bad and lost than yesterday. But feeling less bad is such a relief it's like feeling better. Also it feels like my head's already a bit quieter, allowing me to concentrate on other things like cleaning the kitchen (and weirdly enjoying the tactile sensation of cleaning) and finally clearing that damned hallway and such.
I'd be lying if I didn't say I'm also looking for displacement activities to keep me from thinking about having a drink. My GP gave me a stopgap mechanism to help cut down before I cut off completely*, which will be incredibly helpful when I go out with friends this weekend, but at home my own rule is now that I can have only one beer in the evening. Nothing before 19:00, nothing after 21:00. I can have as much tea and squash as I want, though, so there will be a tea shopping expedition later this week.
* The drinking's become habitual enough that he's worried I'll get very poorly if I stop in one go. That was a real kick in the chest and makes me feel pretty bad about myself. Still, I kicked a 17 year smoking habit with no lapses in nearly three years, so I can do this too. *tiny little pompoms*
Onwards and ever so slightly upwards.
It feels like coming down with a mild case of the 'flu, complete with nap requirement. Not a vague desire for a nap, but a "we need to go lie down now" demand. So I went to bed and had what feels like the best nap in months. And then I came downstairs and cleaned the kitchen work surfaces, because, well, I could.
My mood is...odd. I won't say I'm good or okay or doing better because I'm not. I just feel less bad and lost than yesterday. But feeling less bad is such a relief it's like feeling better. Also it feels like my head's already a bit quieter, allowing me to concentrate on other things like cleaning the kitchen (and weirdly enjoying the tactile sensation of cleaning) and finally clearing that damned hallway and such.
I'd be lying if I didn't say I'm also looking for displacement activities to keep me from thinking about having a drink. My GP gave me a stopgap mechanism to help cut down before I cut off completely*, which will be incredibly helpful when I go out with friends this weekend, but at home my own rule is now that I can have only one beer in the evening. Nothing before 19:00, nothing after 21:00. I can have as much tea and squash as I want, though, so there will be a tea shopping expedition later this week.
* The drinking's become habitual enough that he's worried I'll get very poorly if I stop in one go. That was a real kick in the chest and makes me feel pretty bad about myself. Still, I kicked a 17 year smoking habit with no lapses in nearly three years, so I can do this too. *tiny little pompoms*
Onwards and ever so slightly upwards.
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