Medication Helps

It's my fourth day on antidepressants.  My mood is lifting a little more each day, and I have more energy.  I'm taking a double dose - one citalopram in the morning and trazodone in the evening.  Both are selective serotonin re-uptake inhibitors, designed to increase serotonin levels.  Trazodone has drowsiness as a side effect, so I'm taking that to help me sleep.  I'm finding that it has interesting effects on my sleep.  Before the medication, I used to drift off to sleep, like floating in a gently rocking boat into sweet dreamland.  (Okay, I didn't actually feel like I was rocking, but you get the idea.)  Sometimes I'd realize that my thoughts no longer made any sense, and I'd know that I was in the process of falling asleep.  With trazodone, there is nothing like that.  There is no drifting off, at least none that I'm aware of.  If there is, I don't remember it in the morning.  One moment I feel fully awake, and the next moment I'm sleeping - soundly.  It's like flipping a switch.  I wake up the same way, although it takes a little time and coffee for me to be firing on all cylinders.

Oh, yes.  I must report on my weigh-in yesterday.  I weighed 175, gaining back the pound I lost the previous week.  At least I really enjoyed the food I ate last week!  And now that I'm feeling more energetic and experiencing more flexibility, maybe I'll start a work-out program.  I've got the classic video, Richard Simmons' "Sweating to the Oldies."  I want to do some resistance training as well, but the video will be an easy start to working out.  Well, not easy, (there will be some huffing and puffing involved) but a simple way to begin.

Am I feeling physically better because I'm sleeping well, or is it a direct result of medication?  Who knows?  An interesting question, perhaps, but I'm just grateful for the improvement.  It's wonderful to be able to move easily.  I'm feeling younger, or, at least, not so old.  :) 

So, physically and emotionally, I'm improving.  Mentally, I'm not so sure.  I misplaced my remote control yesterday.  Looked everywhere for it.  There was an annoying program on TV at the time, and I can't change the channel without it.  I was about ready to just turn off the TV when I realized that my cell phone was sitting on the table, and I distinctly remember putting it in my purse....  That's right - there was the remote control - in my purse!

Anyway, to conclude, I feel like I'm beginning to get "me" back.  It's been a long time since I've been around....

If what you did yesterday seems big, you haven't done anything today.  ~~Lou Holtz