When my kids take medicine for an earache or a sore throat, they turn to me immediately after swallowing the first dose and say, "It still hurts!' To which my standard reply is, "It's medicine, not magic. These things take time."
And now those words are coming back to haunt me. Because what I would really like, thank you very much, is a magical cure. My fairy godlessmother would descend from somewhere and tap me on the head a few times, sprinkle some glitter and that would be that. Instantly Depression lifts.
Maybe medicine should be looking into beefing up their magical cures. Not quackery, you understand, but real magic. *sigh.* I will not hold my breath. No really, I will not hold my breath. I find that slowly breathing in giant breaths is very calming. Although it also possibly means that my asthma is not as well controlled as I thought. I may be quietly hyperventilating without realizing it.
I went back to a may post of mine (I think it was the 26th) and came across a list of my Depression symptoms.
So, on my own personal Depression scale, it looks like I am about an 18. Which naturally has no meaning whatsoever because I don't know what I should be shooting for. I gave myself 2 points for CHECK, 1 point for SOMETIMES and 0 points for NO.
I'm thinking that a goal of 14 would be reasonable. That would average "SOMETIMES" for all of those. I think sometimes is a good goal. After all, it is only the continued experience of symptoms for several weeks that constitutes a Major Depressive Episode.
Okay, so if you have access to any real magical cures, I would appreciate the Depression being gone. I can deal with the asthma and allergies just fine if I have to pick and choose. Just deal with the brain thing, okay? I like my brain. I want to be able to use it for a long long time.
Grateful Crap: That I am glad not situationally Depressed on top of this chronic thing.
took meds (150mg sertraline, 450mg bupropion)
met new people (introduced myself and everything.)
Quaker, teacher, parent,