I’m convinced the Tecfidera I started taking for my MS six months ago was causing these sudden weird mood swings. They are like nothing else I’ve ever experienced. It happened so fast, Jeckel and Hyde-like, from talking pleasantly and something went off in my head. I became angry with Husband. He could see coming, a small (relatively) meltdown. By the time we got home we were arguing–sort of. When we got home I went in and took a long shower and a long hard cry while Husband ignored me. I went from pleasant day to suicidal in under an hour! That cannot be normal, but I cannot find anywhere on the internet anyone mentioning almost anything about this kind of side effect. I saw one question on a community board but no one had responded to it. I know when I tell the doc that I stopped taking it and why she’ll come up with an excuse that it can’t be the med. Or will she be reasonable and listen to me. Rare or not, while I’m not really done testing my theory, but the last time I took a pill was Thursday, I’ve been feeling better every day since, I feel more normal and balanced. Cheerful even.
I got frightened a previous time it happened and quickly went to my shrink. He has seen me for about 6 months now. I’ve always come in smiling and doing fine. In fact last time we met we talked about lowering my dosage, This time, I come in upset and crying and he just looks at me. Nothing to say except to recommend counseling. Then he says, “I will refill your prescriptions.” and jotted something in my chart. Clearly he is not the doctor I need. I was so spoiled by my last doctor. He was young and sweet and caring and actually talked to me. He spent sometimes 30 minutes with me on a bad day. This new guy, I’m in and out in less than 10 minutes. He’s made his $500 an hour in ten minutes. Imagine how many patients he can see in a day. Cynical? Yes. But very true. Counting this one, I’ve seen four docs like this. Perhaps it’s because II chose one of the least expensive health insurance options, I get the least “good” doctors?
But it is what it is. I know. People hate the phrase. I don’t. I find it very much an Easter philosophy. Like something Confucius might have sad. I heard it first from my boss at the time. IT was when my marriage was crumbling. It really resonated, and I adopted it. I don’t say it constantly, so.don’t hate me.
I posted the other day about diet and trying to change mine. I’m addicted. There. I said it. In some literature my Husband’s liver doctor gave us, studies have shown that sugar is more addictive than heroin. I believe it. I have been working on staying away from sugar. But we had an apple pie last night. Of course I had a piece (two actually, I didn’t eat much dinner). And, of course, last night was halloween, so we have mini chocolate bars left. I’m absolutely spineless when things like that are around. I love to get the last piece, too. What’s that about?
For those of you who read this far, I add the following photos. A tiny mystery. I have this plant growing in the yard. It’s basically a weed, I guess. I’ve been trying to identify it all day online. I’ve seen a couple photos online, but not information about it. My dogs love to eat it. More than grass. They haven’t gotten sick yet, so I know it’s not poisonous. Plus I think animals are instinctive about that.and know which plants are safe to eat. Husband says I’m wrong and shouldn’t let them eat the stuff. So if anybody can tell me what this is and that it’s safe for animals, I’d appreciate it.
When I told my shrink I regularly take 2 hour naps. Pretty much daily. He said a nap was 15 minutes. Since I was a teen, if I took a nap, it was always more than an hour (barring sickness). I’m trying to take fewer naps, can’t seem to take shorter ones. If Husband wakes me after an hour or less, I am groggy and sometimes it’s so bad I have to go back to bed.
Hope you are all having a marvelous weekend! I send you thoughts of happiness, peace and contentment. And now I’m going to do yoga instead of napping. We’ll see how that goes, I doubled my pain and anti-spasm pills this moring, the pain was too bad. I’m hoping going back to yoga will help.
I had the last (small) piece of pie for breakfast. I figure, at least there’s fruit in it. I’ve only had three mini candy bars (so far).