On The Mend
Three months and approximately $5000 later, Western medicine found nothing wrong with me. My doctor ultimately told me I was just "depressed and anxious" and that I needed to see a therapist. He put me on antidepressants, and when they didn't work, tripled the dose. He referred me to someone whose first available visit is in late October, and said I should just "live with this" until then.
This past Monday I went for my first acupuncture session. The acupuncturist cautioned me that what she was doing wasn't a guarantee, wasn't a miracle cure, and usually took at least a few sessions to take effect.
I haven't been sick since then. This is the first time since March that I've gone for more than 48 hours without throwing up. I'm still being cautious, eating carefully, and taking the meds that my doctor prescribed (though if I'm still doing well, I'm planning on stopping them after tomorrow's acupuncture session), but for the most part I feel.... completely normal.
I'm sure my doctor will tell me that it's just the antidepressants kicking in finally and that I'm having a delayed positive response from them, or that it's a placebo effect and I'm only getting better because my anxiety is being placated by having some form of treatment to latch onto, but frankly, screw him. You know what I'm going to go do now?
EAT LUNCH.
This past Monday I went for my first acupuncture session. The acupuncturist cautioned me that what she was doing wasn't a guarantee, wasn't a miracle cure, and usually took at least a few sessions to take effect.
I haven't been sick since then. This is the first time since March that I've gone for more than 48 hours without throwing up. I'm still being cautious, eating carefully, and taking the meds that my doctor prescribed (though if I'm still doing well, I'm planning on stopping them after tomorrow's acupuncture session), but for the most part I feel.... completely normal.
I'm sure my doctor will tell me that it's just the antidepressants kicking in finally and that I'm having a delayed positive response from them, or that it's a placebo effect and I'm only getting better because my anxiety is being placated by having some form of treatment to latch onto, but frankly, screw him. You know what I'm going to go do now?
EAT LUNCH.