Rivaridge
12-10-2011, 11:51 PM
Let me first say that I admire the courage and candidness of many of the members of this forum. I've only browsed through a few posts and this seems to be the type of place that understands what I've recently been going through.
Here's my short story.
Early last month, I went to see a family doctor for the first time in approximately 10 years. Dislikes and lack of health insurance kept me away for all this time. Well, I have insurance now and my family urged me to see a doctor for a general check-up. I, unfortunately, gave in.
I was candid with the physician and disclosed all of my concerns, primarily that of fighting a bout of depression/irritability since moving to KY from another state, thus leaving family behind. The Physician prescribed Celexa and after approximately six days of taking it, I was awaken at 3:30am by a ringing sensation that would not go away. I then felt a chill throughout my body accompanied by shortness of breath. I woke my wife up and off the the ER we went. After series of tests, including a CAT scan, the ER doctor said I had experienced a panic attack and gave me 1mg of xanax to calm my residual feeling of uneasiness.
I callled my family physician later in the day and he changed Celexa to Prozac. I took Prozac for approximately a week and in the meantime would have bouts of anxiety that were manageable. After two weeks of anti-depressants, I made an appointment with a therapist. After about an hour of listening to my issues, he said he knew what was wrong and confirmed that my family doctor had misdiagnost my condition and the celexa/Prozac were the main culprit of my anxiety disorder. GREAT, I should have followed my instincts and never gone to see the guy. Anyway, I discontinued taking the previous meds and began taking Lamictal and Seraquel. I've been on both medications for approximately 4 weeks now & after a few increases in dosage, it been hit an miss on having a good nights sleep. I've had insomnia for a few days now and my anxiety last night was nearly as bad as when I had to go to the ER. I hate taking habit forming meds, but I gave in last night and ended up taking .5mg of Xanax at about 6:00am....I didn't wake up until 3pm! It's a good thing I am self employed or i would be out of a job.
My therapist insists that the original anti-depressants caused a chemical imbalance and and that he is trying to regulate my brain function back to normal with these new meds. He originally said it could take 30 days to experience some change but its now been over month and there's been minimal improvement.
I'm at my wits ends. I'm an independent person and this anxiety is making me feel self conscious. If my wife leaves to work early in the morning, I dread waking with a panic attack after she's gone. This feeling of dependancy really pisses me off. I'm suppose to be the strong, protective figure but this new anxiety disorder is making me feel quite the opposite. For pete's sake, I'm now carrying around a couple of pills of xanax "just in case".
Please excuse all this rambling. It feels somewhat therapeutic to spill my guts to a forum full of people I don't know. It's just that I don't know if this condition will ever end. My wife and I have talked about starting a family but now I don't know if I want to bring a child to this world who has to deal with a daddy with mental issues.
I know what many of you are going through and I hope you find a way to cope with anxiety and become well.
Thanks for listening.
Here's my short story.
Early last month, I went to see a family doctor for the first time in approximately 10 years. Dislikes and lack of health insurance kept me away for all this time. Well, I have insurance now and my family urged me to see a doctor for a general check-up. I, unfortunately, gave in.
I was candid with the physician and disclosed all of my concerns, primarily that of fighting a bout of depression/irritability since moving to KY from another state, thus leaving family behind. The Physician prescribed Celexa and after approximately six days of taking it, I was awaken at 3:30am by a ringing sensation that would not go away. I then felt a chill throughout my body accompanied by shortness of breath. I woke my wife up and off the the ER we went. After series of tests, including a CAT scan, the ER doctor said I had experienced a panic attack and gave me 1mg of xanax to calm my residual feeling of uneasiness.
I callled my family physician later in the day and he changed Celexa to Prozac. I took Prozac for approximately a week and in the meantime would have bouts of anxiety that were manageable. After two weeks of anti-depressants, I made an appointment with a therapist. After about an hour of listening to my issues, he said he knew what was wrong and confirmed that my family doctor had misdiagnost my condition and the celexa/Prozac were the main culprit of my anxiety disorder. GREAT, I should have followed my instincts and never gone to see the guy. Anyway, I discontinued taking the previous meds and began taking Lamictal and Seraquel. I've been on both medications for approximately 4 weeks now & after a few increases in dosage, it been hit an miss on having a good nights sleep. I've had insomnia for a few days now and my anxiety last night was nearly as bad as when I had to go to the ER. I hate taking habit forming meds, but I gave in last night and ended up taking .5mg of Xanax at about 6:00am....I didn't wake up until 3pm! It's a good thing I am self employed or i would be out of a job.
My therapist insists that the original anti-depressants caused a chemical imbalance and and that he is trying to regulate my brain function back to normal with these new meds. He originally said it could take 30 days to experience some change but its now been over month and there's been minimal improvement.
I'm at my wits ends. I'm an independent person and this anxiety is making me feel self conscious. If my wife leaves to work early in the morning, I dread waking with a panic attack after she's gone. This feeling of dependancy really pisses me off. I'm suppose to be the strong, protective figure but this new anxiety disorder is making me feel quite the opposite. For pete's sake, I'm now carrying around a couple of pills of xanax "just in case".
Please excuse all this rambling. It feels somewhat therapeutic to spill my guts to a forum full of people I don't know. It's just that I don't know if this condition will ever end. My wife and I have talked about starting a family but now I don't know if I want to bring a child to this world who has to deal with a daddy with mental issues.
I know what many of you are going through and I hope you find a way to cope with anxiety and become well.
Thanks for listening.