Some, Could Be Worse, News For Tricia
I had a doctors appointment today. I’ve had quite a few appointments lately just trying to figure out what is wrong with me. I’m 35, which is not old no matter what the kids at work say, I have two kids and I’m exhausted.
This isn’t the kind of exhaustion of a long day, well spent in physical activity, it’s the bone weary kind of tired. My attitude sucks, my relationship with Whit is fine, but my general feeling is that of unhappiness.
I have no patience, I never have, but now it’s worse. I’ve gained weight that no matter how much effort I put into diet and exercise I can’t take off.
I was finally diagnosed with Hypothyroidism in February, my second doctors appt. and I had to bring it up. The Hypothyroidism is only part of my problem. The doctor I saw today said that the medication I take for that, should put a big jolt in my energy level. The only thing is, I’ve been taking it since February and, yes I have good days, but for the most part they are few and far between.
I get mad at my kids for no reason other than the fact that they are loud and put me on edge, because you know, they are 5 and 2. I get mad and irritated at Whit for no reason, well there are reasons, but I won’t go into them here. Work is a whole other issue. I have no patience for the job not getting done by my co-workers, or worker.
That being said, the doctor asked questions like do you feel yourself being on edge? No, wait yes. I do. do you feel suicidal, um no. Definite no.
He asked a lot of questions that I had to think about to answer.
Diagnosis, Depression. He says that he thinks that because of the amount of time I have felt the way I do, I have PPD. From 5 years ago, really!?! He says my PPD went untreated and because I developed Hypothyroidism, it made it worse. A downward spiral, his exact words. Awesome.
I have to go to another doctor in two weeks, to see about treatment. Whether it be anti-depressants or something else, the doctor will let me know.
He asked me how I felt about being depressed. Well I feel good about being diagnosed, because I thought I was slowly losing my mind, but the diagnosis itself, I guess it could be worse.
If I do end up taking anti depressants, is it to much to ask that they be the kind that don’t make you put on weight?
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found you through our mutual twitter follow. hi! wow, looks like we have a lot of common ground.
i hear good things about welbutrin. and i have *some* reason why i haven’t called my gp to talk about starting an rx. just no *good* reason.
good luck as you sort this through. as a mom to somewhat older boys (ages 8 & 7) the physical aspect of motherhood got easier for me, but other parts got harder. the only real success i’ve found in solving any of this is regular, hard, exhausting, punishing exercise.
i’ll be back..
it is so not much to ask for that.
It is certainly good to get some sort of diagnosis, and hopefully you will feel better from here. One thing though, if one of those doctors you are following up with is not a therapist, please see one before starting on any anti-depressant regiment.
Far too many physicians are far too quick to write a script for far too high a dosage of anti-depressants.
There is no stigma any longer (at least with intelligent people) with having to take an anti-depressant, so I would not be adverse to the idea (I did it myself for a short period back several years ago), but still as with any medication, seek the advise of somebody that specializes with this sort of issue. You wouldn’t agree to open heart surgery without speaking to a heart surgeon, well the same should apply here.