In the old days, when blogs were diaries and traditionally began on 1st January, I used to take great pleasure in filling in my background for the benefit of a rather optimistically imagined reader. Even though this information usually didn't differ much from the previous year's. And even though on no occasion did this activity give me enough oomph to continue with the diary for any longer than February.
Now, I can't be bothered with all that, so I'll just launch into it. I have an anxiety disorder, and for the past four or so months have been taking escitalopram to deal with it. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not exactly a big pill popper. Even though I love love love zopiclone for its ability to be the only thing that can actually knock me out when all else fails, I don't otherwise get any pleasure from taking it. So, firmly in the belief that my disorder was entirely down to learned behaviour, I have spent the past 10 years experimenting with various different methods in order to unlearn it.
This worked, mostly. But nevertheless an underlying core of anxiety persisted, that nothing was able to quash. And it was holding me back in my recovery to such an extent that I was developing a secondary depression as a consequence. Until I thought, enough! I'm done with this stupid biological reaction to events!
First my GP put me on citalopram, which is the cheap n cheerful (and unlicensed) cousin to escitalopram. You know how in some families you can get a great dim oaf of a person, and at the same time, a sensitive, sophisticated person, and you're at a loss to figure out how the two are related? Well escitalopram is to citalopram what Lisa is to Homer.
Citalopram made me take to my bed, full of the shakes and the dizzies. It also, weirdly (as it's not a listed side effect) brought back my agoraphobia to an extent that I haven't felt for a good 8 years. A simple trip to the garage for some milk suddenly seemed like an enormous, barely tolerable challenge. Well, at the time I had job interviews and couldn't be doing with this nonsense, which felt like it was putting me back years. So citalopram didn't last long.
What a contrast escitalopram was! Barely any initial side effects, just a bit of the wobbles, and a strange effect on the body's sodium levels which resulted in my legs going a bit numb. A novelty, if anything. And the results? Well:
(by the way, I like lists)
Sleep!
For the first time in 15 years, i.e. since I was 12, I am sleeping peacefully, consistently, indeed sometimes over enthusiastically, without taking any pills, even Valerian. Bloomin' marvellous!
Health!
I have believed for a while that the main reason I not only caught more colds than anyone else, but suffered more when I got them, was more to do with the anxiety disorder than anything else. After all, I eat well, and walk a lot, so there wasn't a lot of improvement to be made there. But anxiety lowers the immune system, and when you don't sleep properly, your body doesn't have a chance to rebuild or build up its defences. The consequence: not a very good sick leave record.
But, despite it being the months of October-February, I've barely had a sniffle since I've been on these pills. For example, I spent Tuesday night frozen to the bone on a housing estate in Milton Keynes, and several hours on a train in close company with my boss, who had a horrible cold. This I duly contracted, and spent Thursday feeling exhausted. The cold emerged properly yesterday. I say properly, I mean I was a bit snotty. Today, I'm fine! Fantastic!
Warm Feet!
Bit of an odd one this. I have traditionally suffered from incredibly cold feet. As in, ones that turn white, nay blue, at the slightest hint of a frost, and often need to be rubbed vigorously back into life. Happily, this has also cleared up now.
Biorhythms!
Since taking escitalopram, even before I got actual jobs, I developed an awareness of the rhythms of the working week. I.e. bit slow on Monday, more energetic on Tuesday and Wednesday, bit knackered by Thursday, and can't be arsed by Friday. I can honestly say I've never experienced this before. (I wasn't just sitting around watching Jeremy, by the way, I was renovating a house). Anxiety completely dictates the amount of energy (via adrenaline) or lethargy (via over-expenditure of adrenaline) you have at any one time. It fluctuates according to its own rules. And it can't last until the weekend without a recuperative break, making full time work very difficult indeed.
Obviously, my moods have stabilised a great deal as well. Basically, I feel like a normal person. But still myself, which is good. I thought the two were mutually exclusive. I know a some people with mental health issues like to think the two things, self as seen through the disorder, and normality, are mutually exclusive, and I was beginning to wonder if they were right.
There have been some draw backs to taking medication, of course. My sex life is functioning at 50% capacity, but it's still functioning, which is a start. I am a bit dopier, because I no longer have an OCD-like grip on the details of life. But no more dopey than other people. And I get sweaty legs at night. Not just a bit damp, dripping. Excess sweating is a side effect of escitalopram, but for some reason it only effects my legs, and only at night. It's probably connected to why I no longer have insanely cold feet. Not very pretty, but I'll live.
I was only supposed to be on escitalopram for 6 months, but there's no way I'm going to limit my experience of stability to that short a period, considering I've spent all my teenage and adult life with this condition. The parts of my self that were being drowned out by the chemicals currently being selectively suppressed rather like the quiet up there. And now that I've been reintroduced by that delightful modern convention - the commute - there will be plenty of space for contemplation and, hopefully, blogging.
I did start another blog nearly a year ago when I wasn't on medication. I hate reading things back anyway, who doesn't? But having found it again, it seems particularly frantic and annoying. It'll be interesting to see how this turns out, and how the two compare.