Well, if you've read any of my previous blogs, you'll maybe understand why I've been diagnosed with a mild form of depression. I just couldn't get out from under a "fog". I knew there was a problem when one of the dogs pooped in the laundry room and I walked over it instead of picking it up! That is NOT me!!!
I finally saw my PCP last Friday and she did put me on an anti-depressant. The past 2+ years have been wrought with several life-changing events that just kept piling up on me. Added to my daughter's chronic illness, a son in his senior year of college and looking at grad schools on the other side of the country, and my oldest and his wife having a miscarriage...well, it was a bit much to handle on my own.
As a Christian, this was hard for me to admit. We aren't "supposed" to have depression. We have the Joy of the Lord!! (I do know that thinking is ludicrous!!! And I've really come to great grips with it all since then.)
Oh the irony of being in school for my Masters in Christian Counseling. But wise is the practitioner that can see their own need.
This new med has had some not-so-pleasant side effects that pertain to my gut and regions down under. Doctor says it should pass in a few days; just my body's way of adjusting to the medicine.
She, and I, are hopeful that this is not a long-term thing, but just to get me through until I can have a firmer grasp on my circumstances.
I am also seeing a therapist, and that is QUITE helpful. Sometimes, just bouncing ideas and concerns off of a complete stranger is very beneficial.
While this medication should take about 6-8 weeks for me to enjoy it's full effects, I have noticed a slight boost of energy and I'm sleeping for longer periods of time without wakening.
I just felt like I had to get that out there; especially in hopes of encouraging someone else that may be feeling a similar way and needing to get some help. You are not alone.
Even as I confide in my closest friends, I am finding out that a few have had the same diagnosis and been on meds in the past.
So, be encouraged, Sparkers. If you're feeling low and can't shake it, get in to see your doctor or a therapist. There's a lot to be said for getting the help you need. And deserve!
And if you've read this far, you'll be happy to know that I DID clean up after the dog and all is back to normal in the laundry room