Ten Days Later (Viibryd)

After such a long wait & genetic testing to figure out which Rx to try, ten days into viibryd and I don’t know what to say. 

On one hand, I am no longer sobbing every day; however, my stomach hurts, and the last couple days I have developed a bad headache. This morning I decided to check my bp, and it was crazy high for me, 177/97 (when my norm usually is 117/70). I checked it a couple times in a row and the numbers kept going up. 

I texted the assistant for the NP who prescribed the Rx to me, to see if I could get a video appt for tomorrow, and as of yet (9 pm), still no reply. So I am popping magnesium & taurine and hoping it will bring my numbers down enough to keep me out of the danger zone. 

In the interim, I am left with the worry that I might have to sacrifice my mental health for my blood pressure, or visa versa. Quite the dilemma. 

The Journey Continues—Or Begins AGAIN

Finally, seven months after requesting a neuropsychological eval, getting a couple official diagnoses, and finally getting a psychiatric NP, and finally getting the results back from genetic testing to determine the best choice of Rx, after 11 years being off antidepressants, I am back on them.

I don’t count the Wellbutrin I started (and stopped) earlier this year as anything other than yet another failure—and technically, the 11 year statement still applies. 

So far I have 2 doses in, and too early to tell. Plenty of abdominal discomfort and gastric distress, but that should pass in a week or two—and if it doesn’t, hey, maybe I might lose some weight. Who knows. Pigs can fly too, right? 

Today I’m heading into NYC for my regular cardiologist appt. It is almost like old times—just with an N95. 

As always, now-a-days, I just hope I don’t catch COVID or something worse by going to the doctor’s office.