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Posted by ed_uk on April 18, 2005, at 13:28:23
In reply to Re: Antidepressants and the central nervous system, posted by linkadge on April 18, 2005, at 12:38:12
Hi Link,
>I could have been somebody.
You ARE somebody Link, I have read many of your *intelligent* posts in recent times.
>Perhaps 200 years from now, they'll see these medications as the scourge that they are.
Right allong the lines of crack heroin, and cocaine.It's funny that you say that because diamorphine (heroin) is a valuable analgesic. In England, it has an important role in the treatment of severe intractable pain. Diamorphine is damaging when it is misused. When used medicinally, the toxicity of diamorphine is much lower that you would expect. It is somewhat better tolerated than morphine.
Kind regards,
Ed.
Posted by Spriggy on April 18, 2005, at 13:32:12
In reply to Re: Antidepressants and the central nervous system, posted by linkadge on April 18, 2005, at 12:38:12
I HATE SSRI's. I LOATHE them...
My mother was put on Paxil, it pooped out, she went on Lexapro, it pooped out, she is now on Cymbalta- it will eventually poop out. When they poop on her (okay that sounds weird, LOL), she always totally freaks out/suicidal and is not herself.
She is not my mother anymore.
I stupidly went on Wellbutrin (which I didn't take hardly at all- it made my anxiety so bad) and then went on Lexapro for 6 weeks. It made me hallucinate. I felt like I was on LSD. It changed me into a person I didn't even know. It was horrific for me.
I went off of Lexapro in February and I SWEAR that even NOW.. months later, I still don't feel right. I wish to God I had never put that stuff in my mouth.
Going off of it is what I can only imagine stopping cocaine or meth would be like.It was a nightmare.
I have no idea if there is a correlation but now I find out I am hypoglycemic and have irregular heart rhythms. I LIVE in anxiety land all the time. Before I started Lexapro it was occasional anxiety with a total of 3 panic attacks my entire life.
I've had several more panic attacks since.
I am now taking a small dose of Klonopin and Restoril for sleep and am starting to get worried about what this stuff is doing to my brain.
Oh Lord, help us.
Posted by tendency on April 18, 2005, at 14:56:11
In reply to Antidepressants and the central nervous system, posted by crazychickuk on April 17, 2005, at 11:10:28
> I think they have damaged mine, since i started and now obviousley been clean of them for 7 mnths i am still getting twitches all over my body, my brain shakes/tingles, and i feel the signals in my brain aint doing what they used to do.
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> anyone else? and does it get better?
>you know..it just all depends. i certainly agree that it is *not* wise to prescribe these meds to children.
however, ive a huge pattern of mental illness in my family going back generations and have resisted prescription meds for treatment. im now in my mid 30s. after trying every alternative therapy known to man and after being in therapy, and after getting nuclear brain imaging, it became clear to me that i clearly have a chemical imbalance of some sort.
knee-jerk prescription of these meds is a terrible idea. they always should be used as a last resort when all alternatives have been exhausted.
it's so difficult to often distinguish if these symptoms are caused from pyschological or physical sources - or both.
having rambled on, i finally consented to trying a SSRI (celexa) and after two weeeks on 20mg i love it! depression, irritability, anxiety, rage all gone. got my fingers crossed.
Posted by Spriggy on April 18, 2005, at 15:25:55
In reply to Re: Antidepressants and the central nervous system » crazychickuk, posted by tendency on April 18, 2005, at 14:56:11
I do know that some people absolutely need these medications. Don't get me wrong.
My dad is completely unstable unless he is on medication so I thank God for how they have helped him.
But they were not the answer for me. They made me much worse.
Posted by linkadge on April 18, 2005, at 17:21:24
In reply to Re: Antidepressants and the central nervous system, posted by Spriggy on April 18, 2005, at 15:25:55
I am in utter hell all my life. I just tell the doctors I am fine these days because I don't trust anybody anymore. Therapy would've been the answer to start with, (when I didn't really have a "chemical imballence"), but now therapy doesn't help much because now I actually do have a chemical imballance, one caused by all the garbage that I've been fed.
If I tell somebody how suicidal I am they just smile and back away so to speak. They push me off to somebody else. I become somebody else's buisness. Today, the doctor's mentality is "what is the fastest way I can get this guy to stop complaining"Nobody even takes my symptoms literally anymore. Every symptom is from anxiety to them.
I probably have a large tumor in the side of my head that nobody thought to try and look for.
And when they find it and remove it, my brain still won't work properly because my brain is dammaged by all the other attempts to fix me up.Its so terrably frustrating because now I've tried them all. I've been on everything, SSRI's SNRI's, trycyclics, MAOI's, antipsychotics, anticonvulsants, stimulants, sedatives, mood stabalizers.
And please don't anybody white flag me or whatever. I'm just starting to recover from the last time somebody called me in as being suicidal. Now the whole school knows me as the one with the mentall illness.
If you feel the urge to intervene, jeeze just give me a call or send me an email.
[xxx]Linkadge
Posted by paulbwell on April 18, 2005, at 17:40:36
In reply to Re: Antidepressants and the central nervous system, posted by linkadge on April 18, 2005, at 17:21:24
> I am in utter hell all my life. I just tell the doctors I am fine these days because I don't trust anybody anymore. Therapy would've been the answer to start with, (when I didn't really have a "chemical imballence"), but now therapy doesn't help much because now I actually do have a chemical imballance, one caused by all the garbage that I've been fed.
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> If I tell somebody how suicidal I am they just smile and back away so to speak. They push me off to somebody else. I become somebody else's buisness. Today, the doctor's mentality is "what is the fastest way I can get this guy to stop complaining"
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> Nobody even takes my symptoms literally anymore. Every symptom is from anxiety to them.
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> I probably have a large tumor in the side of my head that nobody thought to try and look for.
> And when they find it and remove it, my brain still won't work properly because my brain is dammaged by all the other attempts to fix me up.
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> Its so terrably frustrating because now I've tried them all. I've been on everything, SSRI's SNRI's, trycyclics, MAOI's, antipsychotics, anticonvulsants, stimulants, sedatives, mood stabalizers.
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> And please don't anybody white flag me or whatever. I'm just starting to recover from the last time somebody called me in as being suicidal. Now the whole school knows me as the one with the mentall illness.
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> If you feel the urge to intervene, jeeze just give me a call or send me an email.
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> Linkadge
>Hang in there link, been there, you feel beaten, but its temporary,
you WILL be better, this is just a blimp in the road, keep your chin up and Do somthing, what ever keeps you busy, and take charge,
You are NOT a victim OK?
Posted by Phillipa on April 18, 2005, at 18:47:02
In reply to Re: Antidepressants and the central nervous system, posted by linkadge on April 18, 2005, at 17:21:24
Sorry Link, I feel pretty much the way you do. Especially about all the meds. I guess we all have to stick together. Fondly, Phillipa
Posted by bimini on April 18, 2005, at 21:22:50
In reply to you're darn right, posted by linkadge on April 18, 2005, at 12:35:58
> The only part of my brain that works is the part that is able to recognize that my brain doesn't work.
I love that sentence, very funny, made me smile :)
I told my Doc no SSRIs again, I belive it is poison for people recovering from trauma. It produced much like what you have described, a perpetual but fluctuating state of lalaland, wild dreams, wild perceptions. I saw a pink trademark symbol for a wooden toy company in a muddy cornfield. The trademark was an animal of sorts, moving around grazing. I thought, hell no the symbol is RED.
Now I am at least back to recognizing stuff that doesn't belong. I need my emotions or I lose track of which way is up.And man, if you don't know which way is up you really get lost.
bimini
Posted by paulbwell on April 18, 2005, at 21:28:42
In reply to Re: you're darn right » linkadge, posted by bimini on April 18, 2005, at 21:22:50
> > The only part of my brain that works is the part that is able to recognize that my brain doesn't work.
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> I love that sentence, very funny, made me smile :)
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> I told my Doc no SSRIs again, I belive it is poison for people recovering from trauma. It produced much like what you have described, a perpetual but fluctuating state of lalaland, wild dreams, wild perceptions. I saw a pink trademark symbol for a wooden toy company in a muddy cornfield. The trademark was an animal of sorts, moving around grazing. I thought, hell no the symbol is RED.
> Now I am at least back to recognizing stuff that doesn't belong. I need my emotions or I lose track of which way is up.
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> And man, if you don't know which way is up you really get lost.
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> biminiYou saw a pink toy in a cornfield?
Did you do lotsa Acid in the past? or was this only an SSRI you took?Man! Pink toys-scary shezz
Posted by bimini on April 18, 2005, at 21:35:07
In reply to Re: you're darn right, posted by paulbwell on April 18, 2005, at 21:28:42
LOL, whatever acid does, I'm living it, faking my way through the day trying not to look too puzzled.
bimini
Posted by linkadge on April 19, 2005, at 15:18:29
In reply to Re: you're darn right » paulbwell, posted by bimini on April 18, 2005, at 21:35:07
I know exactly what acid is like. I discribed half of the problems I am having, and my friend who has done a lot of acid says this sounds remarkably similar to what he has experienced.
For starters, the handle of my coffee cup this morning appeared to me to be the nose of a face.
Sometimes I think cars are alive living beings because they are moving. Sometimes clocks, escalators, automatic doors etc seem to be living beings just because they move on their own.
It is hard for me at times to see the difference. It is like my brain is looking objecively at everything, questioning reality, and the world that I knew no longer exists. Nothing really exists it all seems like an illusion or something.
Cars faces sometimes appear to be smiling at me.
Ocassionally I smile back. Sometimes I say say sorry when I step on a tree root because for a split second I think that I have hurt the tree.
I just can't come back. The way that the drugs make me feel is that everything is artificial, that is how they are antiobsessive. When I come off of the drugs there is a hyper reality to everthing.I hear that SSRI's are NOT the medications to give people with potential temporal lobe issues.
Linkadge
Posted by Phillipa on April 19, 2005, at 17:19:47
In reply to Re: you're darn right, posted by linkadge on April 19, 2005, at 15:18:29
Today I walked on the beach with my husband, then rode my bike. When I was on my bike it seemed as if the world and all the people I saw weren't real. It is as if Babble has become the real world. I don't know if it's because I've been cooped up in the house due to bad weather and my surgery or what. All I've been doing is using the computer. This is what the real world has become to me. I am really scared! Fondly, Phillipa
Posted by bimini on April 19, 2005, at 23:43:20
In reply to Re: you're darn right, posted by linkadge on April 19, 2005, at 15:18:29
I don't believe anybody is looking and perceiving anything objectively. It all gets filtered through a personal adjustend, scewed filter, giving us only some vague average. What is really real is not perceiveable nor understandable.
I don't know anything about cars but identify them by their trunks. There are the widebutts, duckbutts, pinchbutts, shelvebutts and squarebutts and so on. I maybe get the color right in recall, but if it was a duckbutt it rarely stays anything but vaguely yellow in memory.
I have somewhere in my life which now seems to be at least 100 years, learned several languages, the structure and vocabulary haven't stayed in their seperate compartments. Word and concept split for objects and sometimes for verbs. Like an ape constructing a sentence from given picture blocks, I work from within what is available at a given moment.
I have an understanding that objects are accessible and transformable in layers. There is a layer which concerns me in some way I don't understand, another layer which has nothing to do with me. Can't describe this well, it is like this other one is a backdrop, something out of my interactive realm and just maybe for decoration, some filler, fluff, entertainment or whatever. The interactive stuff layer is not constant and mallable by thought.
I'm in this state since over two years and have had to come to terms with its peculiar laws and find a way to function in it.Motion of body throws everything off, moving in any form I remind myself, look at my feet or something very stationary. Moving my head, the visual input comes delayed from movement and not all of it, closing eyes, refocusing resets what I am looking at now. Looking at movement close to me in respect to backdrop, yuck! Either block out the back or only focus on the far. Driving on a straight road with multiple traffic lights.... yeah lights friggin' everywhere, learned the top one is the one closest to me, regardless of what it looks like for distance. Shifting my head the whole straight plane like the lawn shifts into upper and lower ahh... like those 3d pictures but straight. Walking goes like this too, steps, curbs, hills, ramps, the third dimension is out of proportion.
The fourth dimension, time, is totally out of whack.
It was worse, much better now after vision therapy. But what remained is that thought becomes visual perceivable, visual process delays and superimposes onto something else which has nothing to do with it whatsoever. I was thinking in circles trying to make sense of what I'm looking at, wayyy too much work, too timeconsuming, missing important stuff kind of feel got me out of that one. Snuff.
I started drawing what I see how I see it, if only this would pay the bills I'd be happy, but noooo, I have to funk my way through, driving??? ignoring halluzinations, sorting out improbables from likely, acting like I've done this all my life. Well this is new territory for me and I'm at least 100 years old, tired of new tricks just throw me a bone.
bimini
Posted by paulbwell on April 20, 2005, at 1:33:34
In reply to Re: you're darn right » linkadge, posted by Phillipa on April 19, 2005, at 17:19:47
> Today I walked on the beach with my husband, then rode my bike. When I was on my bike it seemed as if the world and all the people I saw weren't real. It is as if Babble has become the real world. I don't know if it's because I've been cooped up in the house due to bad weather and my surgery or what. All I've been doing is using the computer. This is what the real world has become to me. I am really scared! Fondly, Phillipa
Saty off the SSRI's Link!!
Posted by linkadge on April 20, 2005, at 12:58:33
In reply to Re: you're darn right » Phillipa, posted by paulbwell on April 20, 2005, at 1:33:34
I'm on anafranil now which is virtually an SSRI.
Doctor doesn't want to prescribe other things cause he says it won't work for my anxiety.Linkadge
Posted by paulbwell on April 20, 2005, at 15:54:00
In reply to Re: you're darn right, posted by linkadge on April 20, 2005, at 12:58:33
> I'm on anafranil now which is virtually an SSRI.
> Doctor doesn't want to prescribe other things cause he says it won't work for my anxiety.
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> Linkadge
>You sound very sorry for yourself, a stimulant may help, maybe with a benzo
Posted by Phillipa on April 20, 2005, at 17:34:25
In reply to Re: you're darn right, posted by paulbwell on April 20, 2005, at 15:54:00
That's a problem. When you're depressed and your anxiety is up you become very negative like I am now. Fondly, Phillipa
Posted by paulbwell on April 20, 2005, at 22:35:07
In reply to Re: you're darn right » paulbwell, posted by Phillipa on April 20, 2005, at 17:34:25
> That's a problem. When you're depressed and your anxiety is up you become very negative like I am now. Fondly, Phillipa
Whats up Philipa?
Posted by Phillipa on April 20, 2005, at 22:40:18
In reply to Re: you're darn right, posted by paulbwell on April 20, 2005, at 22:35:07
You mean you haven't caught one of my other posts? I had plastic surgery with complications. Stuck in the house and scared. Could be injury to my parotid gland. Can't smile. That's what's up. I guess it's my turn, and I don't think a pill can fix it. Just the ability to stay focused and try to help others. Fondly, Phillipa
Posted by bimini on April 20, 2005, at 23:17:56
In reply to Re: you're darn right » paulbwell, posted by Phillipa on April 20, 2005, at 22:40:18
Oh, you poor thing, can't smile.
I have been walking funny all morning, but this is nothing new there is always some random weirdness happening and I didn't heed any attention. As I looked down I could see I was only wearing ONE shoe, lol.
Stupid stuff cheers me up and I hope it will make you smile too. If it hurts you can smile with your little finger, like wink-wink.
bimini
Posted by Phillipa on April 21, 2005, at 0:13:00
In reply to Re: you're darn right » Phillipa, posted by bimini on April 20, 2005, at 23:17:56
Yes you made me smile inside. It doesn't hurt. It's quite numb from swelling. The corners on the left side just won't go up! See the psurgeon tomorrow again. He calls me daily. He consulted with a specialist in parotid gland surgery today. Fondly, Phillipa
Posted by bimini on April 21, 2005, at 17:17:20
In reply to Re: you're darn right » bimini, posted by Phillipa on April 21, 2005, at 0:13:00
I had to find out what that is...'three major salivary glands: the parotid, submandibular and sublingual.' radiation exposure and tobacco use were linked to exacerbation, but get this: treatment lists radiation therapy. Ahhh, the contradiction of everything.
Sounds like you have an energetic Doc on your side, very assuring you are getting excellent care. Hope you are feeling better today.
bimini
Posted by Mr.Scott on April 21, 2005, at 20:18:41
In reply to you're darn right, posted by linkadge on April 18, 2005, at 12:35:58
I agree and empathize with your frustration, your pain, and your concern.My experience is congruent with yours in that certainly for the vast majority of the people on this board including you and myself, meds for depression are not very good, and also that they probably cause many problems including worsened depression in the long haul, and other neurological side effects.
In early May I am going to begin a discontinuation of all meds and (surprisingly perhaps!) outpatient ECT for a while. It's more effective, it's easier and for me has few if any side effects. I tried it last year with great success and would have it at 730am and go to work later that day. Within a couple weeks I was me again. Of course, it did not last so I am considering 'maintanence ECT 'where the intervals get shorter and shorter between zaps. Many patients eventually go every 2-3 months for what amounts to an hour of their time.
Thats my last effort in fighting this illness however. After that I give up. I started battling at age 17 and it's been nearly 14 years of ups and downs. Today is a bad day and all I can think about are the losses due to this disease. I look forward to tomorrow, but it's just so unpredictable.
Scott
Posted by Paulbwell on April 22, 2005, at 14:49:53
In reply to Re: you're darn right » linkadge, posted by Mr.Scott on April 21, 2005, at 20:18:41
>I look forward to tomorrow, > Scott
So should we all.
I also kinda like what ANNIE sang about 'tomorrow'-he, sing along-Tomorrow Tomorrrow
Posted by Paul Smith on April 24, 2005, at 14:39:42
In reply to Re: you're darn right, posted by bimini on April 19, 2005, at 23:43:20
Sounds like many are describing severe derealization, a severe anxiety symptom.
This is the end of the thread.
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