There should be a ratio of Calcium, Magnesium, sodium, potassium that is correct. This much magnesium makes me feel great mentally. However the effects of the teeth and pain make me crave comfort food. Carbohydrates. Peanut butter. (I have found out since this post that peanuts cause an allergic reaction-editor)
I am living with depression. I was implanted with VNS therapy on March 11,2008 and am blogging what experiences I have, not only with the device but with depression itself, and just what depression is. This is to let people know depression is not just the "blues". True depression is a disease, not a mood problem. One can manage the depression with various treatments and I invite you to learn with me as I go through it.
Showing posts with label peanut butter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label peanut butter. Show all posts
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 16, 2008
A new adjusted level (3)
I spoke to Tish (my sister-in-law, a pharmacist ) about the implant. And because she works with diabetics she was very interested to know about the device. I feel as if I am in limbo about my weight. I seem to be more active, but I am not motivated to exercise more. I thought I would be. I still crave carbs somewhat. I am going through a peanut butter phase.
On the 14th, just two days ago, I got the implant adjusted up again. I believe it was for .75 at 180 minutes. Dr. Rivera felt I should not take an increase in the stimulation, but continue to let the drugs decrease. He gave me the increase in the stimulation, and let the drugs continue at the same level.
My reaction was a little different. A slight bit of anxiety came, then went. Then the depression free state returned. I had more energy. I even had motivation to get things prepared to begin an oil painting. That is amazing after working out in the sun all day. (I had always been so incredibly tired that I could not even be the least bit creative or motivated to create after such a long day.-editor)
On the 14th, just two days ago, I got the implant adjusted up again. I believe it was for .75 at 180 minutes. Dr. Rivera felt I should not take an increase in the stimulation, but continue to let the drugs decrease. He gave me the increase in the stimulation, and let the drugs continue at the same level.
My reaction was a little different. A slight bit of anxiety came, then went. Then the depression free state returned. I had more energy. I even had motivation to get things prepared to begin an oil painting. That is amazing after working out in the sun all day. (I had always been so incredibly tired that I could not even be the least bit creative or motivated to create after such a long day.-editor)
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Lapse in Cymbalta
The latest headline in the tumultuous life of the medicated. With silent wavering the mind continues to withdrawal from the one of the two leaders of the drug cocktail that I daily consume. I am coming off of Cymbalta at this time. Awaiting the turn on of the implant. Dizziness, odd sensations of reality shifts, I mean can I really read peoples minds? Sometimes I believe I can, most of the time the information from what I believe is mindreading is picked up from the minute things said or done by the person I am "mindreading". I think that's it.
I am now having silent migraines on a daily basis, floaters and visual outages, sensitivity to noise. And the need for caffeine is beyond huge.
Still trying to lose some weight, and the different levels of the drugs sometimes speeds up the metabolism. I don't know how else to explain it. Cram peanut butter down my food hole and I should fear revenge from the fat god. But I survive that assault and I continue to bloat my way through life. On a happy note from the instrument that is my life the implant is reported to help food cravings to stop. Heh, heh, we'll see.
I am now having silent migraines on a daily basis, floaters and visual outages, sensitivity to noise. And the need for caffeine is beyond huge.
Still trying to lose some weight, and the different levels of the drugs sometimes speeds up the metabolism. I don't know how else to explain it. Cram peanut butter down my food hole and I should fear revenge from the fat god. But I survive that assault and I continue to bloat my way through life. On a happy note from the instrument that is my life the implant is reported to help food cravings to stop. Heh, heh, we'll see.
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