I was starting to feel desperate last week regarding my experience tapering off my antidepressant. Thankfully, I have received a bit of direction from my family doctor. I would have preferred to begin a new medication to slowly replace what I am tapering from, but that looks like it is not an option since I don’t have a psychiatrist. It’s a relief that I have a little hope now that I’m not navigating this process on my own, though. I’m currently on 5 mg of escitalopram and my symptoms are not quite as severe.
Today I went from elation and relief to a minor breakdown to feeling alienated and alone.
About two years ago when I had successfully tapered off antidepressants after my second round of postpartum mood disorders, my psychiatrist told me that he was moving to the east coast for a teaching position. That is precisely how I ended up seeing my primary care physician about my current depression. Last week I ended up in the ER because of an adverse drug reaction to generic Lexapro (escitalopram).
There is nothing better than squeezing these little faces after a tough day. Tears fell just before I snagged that picture last night. I spent yesterday morning in a hospital bed. The official diagnosis is an adverse drug reaction to generic Lexapro, but that doesn’t seem to properly classify what I’m feeling. I’ll detail my symptoms below for anyone who is going through something similar. I know I was scouring the Internet on Wednesday night to find out if anyone had the same effects from escitalopram (Lexapro) that I have. I feel a little defeated and a lot tired, but you know what? I’ve still got a lot of fight left in me.
After many months of fighting a postpartum mood disorder and having my antidepressant turn me into a human inflatable, I am very excited to announce that I am starting the She Sweats Summer Challenge through He and She Eat Clean! The Summer Challenge is 16 weeks long. I’ll start with the She Sweats 12-Week Transformation and follow it with the Extreme 4-Week Shred.
Here we go, here we go! Down to zero!
After working with my psychiatrist to taper off of my antidepressant, I finally went down to zero again last week. I anticipated the withdrawal and am relieved to report that it has been much easier than last time, when I came off of Effexor. That doesn’t mean it has been easy.
I finally, finally had an appointment with my psychiatrist today. The office kept scheduling me for days he had off. I was originally supposed to see him in October. Ha! Anyway, I’ve been wanting to get off of Zoloft. Baby Jo is nearly 10 months old and I’m feeling like I’d be perfectly stable without the meds I started when I was 34 weeks pregnant with her. It’s also been making me gain weight like none other and I am DONE with that business.