Posted by kellieann7 on February 11, 2004, at 22:28:47
In reply to Re: lexapro support and a ? » kellieann7, posted by sexylexy on February 11, 2004, at 15:22:04
Lexy,
I started on 10 mgs the 1st of December, and increased to 20 mgs two weeks later. This is my first time on A/Ds, so I don't know if this is a normal progression or not. DH started taking Paxil last May, and was on 25 mgs for about 6 months for anxiety/IBS. His doc reduced him to 12.5, and he should be going off by May, I believe. His symptoms are stress-induced, and were related to our pets. I don't want my doc to take me off Lexapro now, I like feeling happy!If this doesn't bore you, I'd like to share a little of my story. If it does, please ignore the rest of this post :-)
I have a family history of depression through both parents, although neither have received treatment for it. I struggled through puberty, although my "moodiness" was attributed to my parents divorce, as well as hormones. I was generally bubbly and happy in high school, but was also very melodramatic about boys, etc. Also, I had an extremely nervous stomach, and every morning on the way to school my freshman year, I threw up. YUCK!
Anyway, as I got older, I found I had to fake my perkiness more often. My high school friends went away to college and I stayed at the local CC. I met DH my first year, and five years later we married. I have felt myself slipping away little by little since I was 17. I started college, moved away from home, graduated, started my first "real job", moved again, got married, and bought my first house. Two weeks before I got married I lost one grandmother, and six months later, I lost the other. Some emotional/stressful situation has come up every year since high school. Last year nothing happened. My husband and I decided to start trying for a baby. Six months later, I was taking pregnancy tests a week before my period, and if I happened to be late (my cycles are unpredictable), I could convince myself that I was pregnant. Every time I started, it felt as though I lost the pregnancy. I couldn't stand to sit at my desk at work, and made excuses to skip out. The laundry and dishes began stacking up, and I started to freak out about social situations. One of our pets died, and 10 days later, we knew we had to put the other one down. I went into my nurse practitioner to ask for meds, because I was crying constantly. I honestly had no idea that I had been sinking into this depression for years. I had no thoughts of suicide, I just wanted to sleep. Now with Lex, I remember how it felt to enjoy my life, not just go through the motions daily. I think I am feeling everything more honestly, more legitimately, now. I still mourn my grandmothers, my pets. I still get mad when my husband leaves his shoes in the middle of the room. I feel sexier than I have in a LONG time! Everything I do feels REAL again.
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