Poke and Prod
First of all, I want to thank all of my dear LJ friends for the support you've given me. It means a great deal to me to know that I have you in my corner. Thank you from the bottom of my heart :)
With that said, here's what's been going on lately. I had my appointment with my p-doc on Tuesday. I was very nervous and anxious but he put me at ease after chatting with him for a few minutes. He has a very laid back manner about him which makes it easier to talk with him. He asked me straightforward questions, and I answered them honestly. My first instinct was to be guarded, but I realized that I wouldn't get the help I need if I wasn't totally honest about everything. After all, you can't change what you don't acknowledge. My session lasted well over an hour and the time seemed to fly by and I still had tons of stuff to talk about. Anyway, I'll be seeing him again next Tuesday. He wants to monitor my progress on the Effexor he prescribed. His original prescription called for 3 X 75mg per day but my insurance company wouldn't go for it, so I'm at one a day for now. I also got a prescription for a sleeping med which name escapes me right now. He also recommended an internist for me to see so he could rule out any medical issues.
So today, I got a physical exam. Blood work, xrays, the whole nine yards. I am very nervous about all of this. As stupid as this may seem, I haven't seen a doctor in years because I'm afraid of bad news. On the upside, my blood pressure was okay as was my EKG. The downside...I was told to lose weight, quit smoking and get more exercise. I already knew this, but coming from a doctor, it made more of an impact. Before my appointment was over, the doc asked me if I was okay. I told him I was nervous as hell. He was very compassionate with me and gave me his cell phone number and told me to call him anytime if I had any questions or issues. I probably won't call but he set my mind more at ease.
I'm on day two with the Effexor. Boy does it make me feel woozy. The first couple of hours after taking it all I want to do is take a nap, but after that, I get a burst of mellow energy and feel like I have to get up and do something. It's all very weird to me. I described it to Rick as kind of like being drunk without the buzz. I was told that as my body gets accustomed to this med I'll feel better.
One thing for sure, I have a glimmer of hope now. I want to get better. Not only for me but for my kids and my husband and friends. I want my life back!!!
With that said, here's what's been going on lately. I had my appointment with my p-doc on Tuesday. I was very nervous and anxious but he put me at ease after chatting with him for a few minutes. He has a very laid back manner about him which makes it easier to talk with him. He asked me straightforward questions, and I answered them honestly. My first instinct was to be guarded, but I realized that I wouldn't get the help I need if I wasn't totally honest about everything. After all, you can't change what you don't acknowledge. My session lasted well over an hour and the time seemed to fly by and I still had tons of stuff to talk about. Anyway, I'll be seeing him again next Tuesday. He wants to monitor my progress on the Effexor he prescribed. His original prescription called for 3 X 75mg per day but my insurance company wouldn't go for it, so I'm at one a day for now. I also got a prescription for a sleeping med which name escapes me right now. He also recommended an internist for me to see so he could rule out any medical issues.
So today, I got a physical exam. Blood work, xrays, the whole nine yards. I am very nervous about all of this. As stupid as this may seem, I haven't seen a doctor in years because I'm afraid of bad news. On the upside, my blood pressure was okay as was my EKG. The downside...I was told to lose weight, quit smoking and get more exercise. I already knew this, but coming from a doctor, it made more of an impact. Before my appointment was over, the doc asked me if I was okay. I told him I was nervous as hell. He was very compassionate with me and gave me his cell phone number and told me to call him anytime if I had any questions or issues. I probably won't call but he set my mind more at ease.
I'm on day two with the Effexor. Boy does it make me feel woozy. The first couple of hours after taking it all I want to do is take a nap, but after that, I get a burst of mellow energy and feel like I have to get up and do something. It's all very weird to me. I described it to Rick as kind of like being drunk without the buzz. I was told that as my body gets accustomed to this med I'll feel better.
One thing for sure, I have a glimmer of hope now. I want to get better. Not only for me but for my kids and my husband and friends. I want my life back!!!