The Moral of the Story Is. . .

A couple of days ago (Thursday) I noticed that I was feeling weird. Kind of dizzy, but not. Shaky, but not. Jittery or something. It's hard to describe (and hard to type feeling this way). It's like my insides are shaking around and I can't control it. I feel sick and shaky and jittery and dizzy. I couldn't figure out why I would feel this way. That was the good day, by the way, it's just gotten worse since then.

I finally decided that the only thing I could figure out was that I had run out of Citalopram on Sunday or Monday and hadn't had a chance to call the Dr. and have it refilled. So, yesterday, after coming to this conclusion, I googled Citalopram withdrawal and guess what? I found site after site of people who were describing exactly what I was feeling! Some of them went through it for weeks before knowing why they were feeling so out of it so I'm glad that I figured it out so quickly. So, I quickly called the Dr. office and requested that they call in a refill to the pharmacy. I will be able to pick up my refill this afternoon and hopefully start feeling more like myself by Monday!

Peter doesn't even want me driving feeling this way. I told him I had a hair appointment and I wanted to get it done today even though he was at the church and couldn't drive me and he asked (TOLD) me to cancel the appointment becaue he didnt' want the ER docs to be the ones doing my hair! Annoying to have to wait till Monday for the appt since I'll have all the kids, but sweet that he cares and really does believe that I am feeling this way. (He used to be all about the "It's all in your head" belief system, so good to see that he is coming around and realizing that not everything is made up in your head!)

SO---the moral of the story is: DOn't run out of meds and just assume that it's all right. And NEVER go off of depression meds cold turkey! I would rather be dead than feel this crummy!

I'm going to go lay down now. . .