The other week, I glanced over my GPs shoulder at my notes on the screen. On the page, is a table of my height/weight over the years. The last weight recorded was some time in 2012. I am more than a little shocked when I see that since then, I’ve put on 24kg- or 3.5… Continue reading Psych meds and weight gain: +24kg
A little bit of research will tell you that antidepressants aren’t recommended for bipolar disorder; a lot of psychs will avoid them altogether, while some support the research that says so long as there’s a mood stabiliser in the mix, you’ll be grand. But why exactly are they not recommended? After much research, it’s been… Continue reading Antidepressants and bipolar?
I was told a lot of things when I was started on lithium. One of them being that only around a third of people respond well to it. A third would respond quite well, but would need another medication in the mix or would experience breakthrough symptoms, while the last third wouldn’t respond at all.… Continue reading The medication miracle
A few weeks ago, I stopped the medication miracle from working its magic. I didn’t mean to. I stopped the olanzapine because the way it made me both feel and eat became too difficult to deal with. The weighing scales tipped and I decided I would rather be anxious than a ravenously hungry zombie. Olanzapine,… Continue reading Thin ice
Source: Buzzfeed What they are and why I’ve been prescribed them– it’s surprising and pretty scary the number of doctors who will flippantly say ‘do you want to try X’ or ‘I’m putting you on Y’ without telling you what it is or does. In hospital I’ve been written up for medications without being told I… Continue reading Things I wish I was told before taking psych meds
So things have been hectic the past few weeks, and will be hectic for another while, which I will talk about if if if things all work out. I say if because last Thursday I saw my CPN and psychiatrist and was told I’m currently not doing well enough to go to university. I was… Continue reading New meds, a goodbye and the anxious interim
The other night, my thoughts run, trip, stumble over each other. Round and round and round and round and round in bloody dizzy circles. I spend the night making mental lists. Running over what it is I need to do and when. Over and over, until the mental list is no longer suffice and I need… Continue reading The anxiety marathon