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Discontinuation Syndrome
Jan. 12th, 2006 05:55 pmSo I saw my p-doc today. Describing what was going on with me, he quickly told me that he knew what was going on, and he had read the term recently. He said I would like it. He said I was having "Discontinuation Syndrome". When I asked what that meant, he told me that my body was completely metabolising my dose before it was time to take another. As he explained it more, I realized precisely what he was saying.
"I'm having withdrawls?"
"Yes, but its no longer garbage men, its 'sanitation engineers'. So you are having discontination syndrome." Then he smiled and laughed.
The lower dose I have been on lately lessened these effects because the initial hit was lower, and the tapering off was shallower, but at the lower dose my moods have been unmanagable. My old dose was pretty much golden for me.
I really like this psychiatrist. He really makes me feel involved in my treatment. He told me today that stuff he learned from me, he has applied to other patients. That tells me that he just doesn't listen to me he LISTENS.
Then there was a shock when it came time to pay the bill. Over $80 for the visit! I can't afford that. SO I had to run home and get my proof of income, so I could get back on the sliding scale. I ended up paying $20 for the visit. Much more managable.
I am starting to feel hope that I can get my life together. I feel like I had a productive day.
"I'm having withdrawls?"
"Yes, but its no longer garbage men, its 'sanitation engineers'. So you are having discontination syndrome." Then he smiled and laughed.
The lower dose I have been on lately lessened these effects because the initial hit was lower, and the tapering off was shallower, but at the lower dose my moods have been unmanagable. My old dose was pretty much golden for me.
I really like this psychiatrist. He really makes me feel involved in my treatment. He told me today that stuff he learned from me, he has applied to other patients. That tells me that he just doesn't listen to me he LISTENS.
Then there was a shock when it came time to pay the bill. Over $80 for the visit! I can't afford that. SO I had to run home and get my proof of income, so I could get back on the sliding scale. I ended up paying $20 for the visit. Much more managable.
I am starting to feel hope that I can get my life together. I feel like I had a productive day.
