HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKK!!!!
*bounces off the walls, ceiling, furniture*
WOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!
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*ahem*
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I think it kicked in. Or I'm blowing manic. Or both. (on edit, I had a Dexedrine and have blown manic, but that's OK for a change)
Yesterday I did a shitload of stuff. Fixed my eavestroughing on the garage that was leaking over the door and pissing me off. Cooked supper. Did some laundry. Did some other kitchen stuff. Chopped ice and shovelled snow. Bought groceries and put them all away and re-organized some of their locations. Got all horny and seduced partner. Had bath.
I'm still getting some bizarre side effects but now they're mostly amusing. The descriptions I'm giving reminds my partner of LSD flashbacks but where a few days ago they were upsetting me, now they're just a fact of life that I'm gradually getting used to.
Here's my best guess at what's happening. This is based on a number of sources including the literature, my partner's considerable expertise in pharmaseuticals, his psychiatrist, my doctor, my dentist and my own experiences.
I have been diagnosed with several conditions.
- ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder - on the autism spectrum)
- Sensory Integration problems (I hear things differently - long story)
- Bi-polar rapid cycling (3 days up 3 down)
- Obsessive-Compulsive
- Asperger's Syndrome (a mild form of autism - symptoms include some of the issues above)
- Migraines
- sky-high metabolism (my dentist orders extra freezing when he knows I'm coming)
- Prosopagnosia (faceblindedness)
- Savant (music)
- referred pain issues (if my left ear feels itchy-scratchy, it's because my right ear is fully wax; my dentist has to freeze strange places in my mouth to get rid of pain in other areas)
In a nutshell my brain is wired wrong. Some stuff doesn't work right (socialization, face recognition), some stuff works wrong (pain management, mood stabilization), some stuff works too well (I can play, note for note, a complicated piece I have heard once).
Under "normal" circumstances, I live in a dull, grey world populated by people I can't identify, can't hear (if there's any sort of background), can't understand (they "speak" in a language of gestures I don't 'get') who apparently think in ways I don't grok. Some days this is manageable, other days it isn't. I am easily overwhelmed and retreat into thought, music and books. If that doesn't work, I lash out in inappropriate ways. I am occasionally annoyed by certain smells (must, flowers, smoke) and colours (dusky mauve). My daily life is ruled by compulsions (eg. posting here) and obsessions (eg. the religious right (see link below).
Today is not normal, obviously.
Here's how
Effexor works.
The brain contains a number of chemicals used to regulate thinking. Effexor is a serotonin and norepinephrine reuptake inhibitor.
Serotonin is the chemical associated with mood, emotion, sleep and appetite. Depression results from a lack of this chemical. It also has an effect with weight gain. I was on a different anti-depressant (can't remember the name right now) and it caused me to balloon from 144 lb to 182 before I went off it. The stomach contains seratonin receptors - it controls the "full" feeling. In my case it disabled it. I would eat until the food ran out. Ever wondered why to you get sleepy after eating turkey? It contains
tryptophan which breaks down in the body to produce seratonin. At one point my doctor prescriped me tryptophan at night - I may ask him to renew it next time I see him.
Prozac was the first SSRI (seritonin reuptake inhibitor). I was on it but it had a bizarre side effect. I would orgasm at random during the day, especially at inappropriate moments. You're not supposed to roll your eyes back and moan during a staff meeting. Thus began a long search for something better.
norepinephrin (aka noradrenaline)
another link is involved in readying the body for the fight-or-flight response. Effexor prevents its re-uptake.
This next bit is a bit of wild conjecture. Take it with a mountain of salt.
The original reason I went to the doctor was a sensation I was calling a "panic attack" or "seizure". I've decided to coin the term "panic seizure" to describe it. It has some of the effects of a seizure (I used to get them on Wellbutrin so I know what they feel like) but generated by stress. I'd also get a wierd taste in my mouth (which I called "chewing erasers"). One doctor eventually figured out that this was an adrenaline rush. I suspect that my body was low on day-to-day adrenaline and if something came up, like a stressful situation or even just having to get out of a chair, it would have to kick in some adrenaline to deal with it. The problem was, it was starting from scratch so it would have to generate a whole shitload of it, hence the "rush" and other side effects. With its reuptake inhibited, there's some on hand so I don't have to all panicky just to get out of a chair or deal with my mother (no, I don't want to go there). I noticed a link between adrenaline and orthostatic shock - wonder if that's got something to do with it). (end wild conjecture)
On the seratonin side of things, day to day stuff was chewing up all the seratonin just to exist at all, with none left over for "happy" or "excited" or any of the other kewl stuff. With its reuptake inhibited this can now take place.
In the course of discussion with the psychiatrist, he pointed out "I have no idea how you get through your day - I could never cope". Here's the kind of thing he's talking about. I have issues with some smells. Let's use perfume as an example. I can't go in some sections of the shopping mall because the department stores love to put their perfume counters near the main entrace and the smell leaks out into the hall. I simply cannot cope with some perfumes. I go into full-blown panic mode - rapid breathing, want to run away etc. My partner has to very carefully choose the cologne he buys so it doesn't have any floral component or musk - otherwise I can't live in my own house. He generally takes it with him and puts it on at work. If a cow-orker (eg. one of the night janitors) has drenched herself in it, I can't work in my office properly. I also do badly with fluorescent lights.
I also have huge issues with socialization - starting with identification. This happened just this morning. As I was walking up to the office, somebody how obviously knows me well, said "hi TrogL" as if she saw me every day. I have absolutely no clue who it was. I suspect she works in my building. I suspect she works on my floor. If she were sitting at her desk without her coat and hat, in a place where I would normally find her, I'd probably know who it was.
That's stressful. I feel badly about it.
Last year I scared myself. I was walking down the hall and there was a stranger in the apartment. I just about panicked and called the police except that I noticed that he turned around the same time I did. It was my reflection in the mirror. I didn't recognize myself. That's spooky. I can't tell two daughters apart unless they speak. I can't pick my partner out of a crowd of similar looking people. One day I was driving down the road and the oncoming vehicles were driven by US Presidents. Reagan and Carter I could sort of cope with but Kennedy and Lincoln were a bit of a shock. I don't need this while driving. All this extra shit I have to deal with drains seratonin. Just adding it back in (eg. with tryptophan) doesn't help because it's unregulated. It's better to let the body handle this itself (if badly).
My doctor had prescribed dexedrine for my ADD, but it was causing problems because it made everything too bright, too loud, too smelly and textures were all messed up and causing panic attacks and "panic seizures". Coffee wasn't helping matters any. The combination of the two was lethal.
The problem with too bright, too loud etc. is twofold. One is migraines. The other is Asperger's. I can't normally deal with the onslaught of images, stinks, sharps and other stuff.
The Effexor is allowing me to have the right chemicals at hand to deal with it.
(more later)