Day 32 - No meds, new meds, no meds, new meds....

Today is Day 32...

and the drug-induced roundabout continues as I am taken off the latest set of meds. I had my second Mirtazapine last night, and got another solid night of sleep. Unfortunately while I have technically been "awake" for about 4 hours now I can't keep my eyes open for more than 15 minutes at a time (driving to the psychiatrist was definitely not a good idea). I couldn't even hold a sensible conversation with the psychiatrist today to explain what I have done for the last two days. Not that I have done anything other than sleep and watch TV.

So the next experiment will be new medication (Venlafaxine) from Friday. The intervening days are needed to clear the Mirtazapine out of my system. I am starting to feel a bit like a guinea pig now that I am on a fourth set of heavy medication in under 3 weeks.

The two days on Mirtazapine did sort out my appetite and coupled to doing absolutely no physical activity beyond a 50 yard walk from the car to the psychiatrist this has helped me to my first weight rise in a month. Back up to 73kg (still 11 below where I started and 5 or 6 below where I should be).

I received a letter from the hospital this morning containing an appointment with the psychiatric consultant. On the grounds that my problems stem from bad communications, lack of trust and not being able to plan my life without other people interfering it should have made me angry that I wasn't warned or consulted about this. Fortunately the mirtazapine has me too zonked to get seriously upset about it today. However, it has cost the psychiatrist some of the credit and trust she had acquired and even in my hazy state today I was less open with her than I would previously have been.

Today is Day 32.

PS Was invited to go swimming this evening but couldn't face it. I did get as far as checking my gear. Last week's banana has now been relocated to the bin.