I would love to say I haven't been writing much lately because of the baby and the holidays, but really, it's because depression has been kicking my ass. No, I am not talking about seasonal blues, although I am not discounting that, because I know it is serious. My depression comes from the fact that for the fourth time in my life I am having to change anti-depressants, and the switch is killing me.
I have a very good reason for switching, or at least my insurance company does. They have decided that the pills I have been taking for six years with no side effects no longer work for them. I am sure this is probably harder on them than it is for me. I mean, while I am suffering panic attacks, crying jags, physical symptoms like dizziness and heartburn, they probably have a ton of paperwork to do. Oh, and they probably had to hire extra security in case I reach DEFCON 4.
There is something I can ado though. While they no longer cover the medication that was working for me, my insurance does cover the generic version of a similar medicine, and Abilify.
Yeah, did you watch the end? The side effects? Headaches. Anxiety (um, shouldn't that be fixed?). Insomnia. Nausea. Suicidal thoughts. Blurred vision. Cough. Pain. Difficulty swallowing. Shakiness. Uncontrollable muscle movements. Stroke. Coma. Oh, and, yeah, death.
I just hope my insurance covers those... Or at least the generic versions of them.