Showing posts with label antidepressants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label antidepressants. Show all posts

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Arrivederci! So long, Purgatorio!


So, after a month in Dante's inferno, I decided I didn't like the stages of hell anymore and went on R. last night. I slept like the east wind, fast and furious and uninterrupted by birds, bees, bears. I slept like a hurricane and when I woke up I was in the eye of the storm, albeit bit cotton mouthed. Today, I was able to play with my son. To let him dictate my every move without the need to straighten out the paintings on the wall or to run out of the house screaming. Nice!

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

A little drug called R.


Mirtazapine, Zispin, Remergil, Norset, Rexer, Remergon, Mirtabene, Avanza, Mirtazon, Axitas, Mirtaz, Promyrti, Noxibel, Mirzaten, Mizapin Sol. According to www.labelmesane.com, withdrawal symptoms can include: aggression, anxiety, balance issues , blurred vision , brain zaps, concentration impairment, constipation, crying spells, depersonalization, diarrhea, dizziness. electric shock sensations, fatigue, flatulence, flu-like symptoms, hallucinations, hostility, highly emotional, indigestion, irritability, impaired speech, insomnia, jumpy nerves, lack of coordination, lethargy, migraine headaches / increased headaches, nausea, nervousness, over-reacting to situations, paranoia, repetitive thoughts or songs, sensory & sleep disturbances, severe internal restlessness (akathasia), stomach cramps, tremors, tinnitus (ear ringing or buzzing), tingling sensations, troubling thoughts, visual hallucinations / illusions, vivid dreams, speech visual changes, worsened depression.

Piece of cake, right?

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Just a Lazy Saturday


I really didn't need another "LA = Hell" book, but here I am waist deep in "I'm Losing You," and only half a box of Ritz Crackers and two cups of coffee eased the pain of chore whores, frequent fisting and pedophilia. Why am I reading it just when I'm going off antidepressants? And why does it feel so dated? (Snapple, Victoria Principal for chrissake---I'm lucky I even remember her). It's definitely no Day of the Locust---yet still it was somehow befitting by comatose state on the couch today. It's the kind of day when I cannot bear music or looking in the mirror, so bring on the Babylon.