No pill today.
Jodi went up to bed at 10 and I wasn't tired so I stayed up. Now, about 2 minutes ago it felt like a train hit me. Time to try and sleep.
All day I felt like I just got off the tilt-a-whirl. I drank lots of water and ate well, but still... it sucked rather badly. I'm hoping that it was mostly due to the baby waking up Jodi and I all night last night and it's made me extra tired.
Tomorrow I take a pill and then I go for my first ever 72 hour stretch without one. If the tilt-a-whirl feeling is as bad as that gets I'll count myself lucky.
After 7 years on the drug Paxil (20mg a day to treat anxiety) my new physician suggested that it was time to get off the drug. All I've read about coming off Paxil has scared me to death and it has been suggested that I keep a journal, so here we are. This will be running account (updated when can / when I remember) of my journey to becoming Paxil free. Wish me luck. Figure out what I've done to get Bernard Riemann's attention and you get a shiny nickel.
This is your brain.
This is your brain on drugs.
Any questions?
1 comment:
Thanks for sharing the journal, I'll be keeping in the loop. And as always, call if you need to do more than just type into the void.
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