Switching to a new medication. My behavioral psych person said she could tell just by looking at me that something was wrong. My smile didn't reach my eyes. There was no sparkle.
Idea #1: up the amount of sertraline I am taking from 150mg to 200mg. Try this for 3 weeks and come back for a check-in.
Idea #2: change to venlafaxine HCl in place of the sertraline.
Originally the plan was to try idea #1. I was all set to go with that, but then I hesitated. I told my behavioral psych nurse practitioner that I would feel psychologically better (even if it made little pharmacological sense) if I were trying something new.
It would make me feel more like I was DOING something. She also mentioned that she was not certain that it would make much of a difference to up the amount.
went to see practitioner
time outside in garden
ate a bunch of stuff that was good for me
I called my boss today and informed her that I am having my meds seen to and that my workplace clues were: forgetting to turn in timecard and getting lost-- every day.
The teaching part has not yet suffered. I have not forgotten to take attendance or prepare lessons, for instance.
I am fortunate to have an understanding boss. And really awesome co-workers.
I was not going to say anything about the meds adjustment to my boss, but I really did not want to let my slips in the work environment-- clerical and geographical-- go without comment on my part.
Also, if there are unfortunate side effects coming up with any change in medication... I don't want to try and cover. Does that make sense?
Also, this openness goes along with my determination to just be very forthright about my condition. Destigmatizing Depression.
I cannot tell the difference today between feeling unwell mentally and feeling unwell physically. I am missing work because of illness. I am shaky and hot and my stomach feels queasy. Also very tired.
If Spouse had not been ill for over a week with a similar crappy illness I might have just forced myself to go into work. But if this is the beginning of whatever he has, I do NOT want to share it. I plan to go to bed around 5 pm.
Grateful Crap: My Workplace - students, supervisors and colleagues
took meds (mornings now)
time in the garden
Appointment Tomorrow. At last.
Quaker, teacher, parent,