[OT] Maybe things are looking up

"CatNipped" wrote:
"Randy" wrote in message
news
wrote:
They're worse on the DH front, but at least it looks like I've
recovered one of my "lost" friendships.

He came over last night and we talked for four or five hours, even
stuff from years ago (we've known each other half my life). Worked
through a lot, got very honest about a lot, and it looks like we are
very solidly dear friends once again. He is going to help me through
some of this divorce stuff, too, whatever he can, whenever he can. I
am so grateful. Friends make all the difference, and to almost have
lost one had me so depressed I just about gave up on life.

And so today I follow in Yowie's footsteps, and begin to take
antidepressants. I hope they will help me through this time, give me
more energy, and help my outlook. I really, really hate going this
route, but when your pulmonologist's intern thinks you should be on
antidepressants, I guess it's way past time to give it a try.

Wish me luck!

Ginger-lyn

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You shouldn't be reluctant to take antidepressants, they are prescribed to
correct a valid medical condition that can be corrected. I have been on
them
for years and they have made a tremendous difference in my life. Dennis
has
also been taking them now for a few years. He used to have terrible mood
swings
to the point where it was very unpleasant to be around him. The
antidepressants
were a god send for him. The only drawback was when he was in one of his
moods
he would go down in the basement and do the ironing, the ironing doesn't
get
done anymore.

Ironing??! What's ironing???!!! I just thank gawd somebody invented
permenant press or my family and I would go about looking like unmade beds!
;

--

Hugs,

CatNipped

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Yea I agree, however, Dennis is very fussy and he does the laundry. He decides
what should/should not be ironed and hangs the ironing on the rack. I just get
it off the rack as is when needed.

Randy
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On Thu, 15 Jun 2006 18:06:47 GMT, yodeled:

They're worse on the DH front, but at least it looks like I've
recovered one of my "lost" friendships.

He came over last night and we talked for four or five hours, even
stuff from years ago (we've known each other half my life). Worked
through a lot, got very honest about a lot, and it looks like we are
very solidly dear friends once again. He is going to help me through
some of this divorce stuff, too, whatever he can, whenever he can. I
am so grateful. Friends make all the difference, and to almost have
lost one had me so depressed I just about gave up on life.

And so today I follow in Yowie's footsteps, and begin to take
antidepressants. I hope they will help me through this time, give me
more energy, and help my outlook. I really, really hate going this
route, but when your pulmonologist's intern thinks you should be on
antidepressants, I guess it's way past time to give it a try.

Wish me luck!

Ginger-lyn





Dear G-L, the Purr Patrol is continuing unabated. Glad some positive
things seem to be turning around for you. Friends do make all the
difference, and at the risk of the wrath of Tom Cruise's friends, so
can a little chemical adjustment, if it is well-considered,
responsibly prescribed and supervised. Those drugs flat out save
lives, and have done so for decades-- you hear a lot less about that
then the fright-news headlines. I and members of my family would
probably be dead without the astute prescription over the years. We
are prone to depression-- the things that knock most people back for a
day or two send us into Eugene-O'Neill-like blackness. When you grow
up seeing that over and over again, you know that it isn't a matter of
moral weakness. Do what you have to do to take the best care of
yourself, and live with the least pain possible.


Theresa
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Make Levees, Not War

wrote:
They're worse on the DH front, but at least it looks like I've
recovered one of my "lost" friendships.

He came over last night and we talked for four or five hours, even
stuff from years ago (we've known each other half my life). Worked
through a lot, got very honest about a lot, and it looks like we are
very solidly dear friends once again. He is going to help me through
some of this divorce stuff, too, whatever he can, whenever he can. I
am so grateful. Friends make all the difference, and to almost have
lost one had me so depressed I just about gave up on life.

And so today I follow in Yowie's footsteps, and begin to take
antidepressants. I hope they will help me through this time, give me
more energy, and help my outlook. I really, really hate going this
route, but when your pulmonologist's intern thinks you should be on
antidepressants, I guess it's way past time to give it a try.

Wish me luck!

Ginger-lyn

Purrs that things work out, good luck.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy and Bagheera)
Cats leave pawprints on your heart.
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Randy wrote:


You shouldn't be reluctant to take antidepressants, they are prescribed to
correct a valid medical condition that can be corrected. I have been on them
for years and they have made a tremendous difference in my life. Dennis has
also been taking them now for a few years. He used to have terrible mood swings
to the point where it was very unpleasant to be around him. The antidepressants
were a god send for him. The only drawback was when he was in one of his moods
he would go down in the basement and do the ironing, the ironing doesn't get
done anymore.


It's a good thing that Rob got out of the army shortly after I was put
on Paxil for my social anxiety disorder, or he'd have been wearing more
wrinkled clothing to work. I was a depression ironer too. I'd give the
rest of the house a lick and a promise then settle down to serious
ironing. I wear a lot of wrinkled cottons, but then I tend to boy the
ones that are supposed to look wrinkled.

Pam S.

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"Randy" wrote in message

Ironing??! What's ironing???!!! I just thank gawd somebody invented
permenant press or my family and I would go about looking like unmade
beds!
;

--

Hugs,

CatNipped

I'm with you, CatNipped. I don't even own an iron any more.

Joy

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Wish me luck!

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wrote in message
...
They're worse on the DH front, but at least it looks like I've
recovered one of my "lost" friendships.

He came over last night and we talked for four or five hours, even
stuff from years ago (we've known each other half my life). Worked
through a lot, got very honest about a lot, and it looks like we are
very solidly dear friends once again. He is going to help me through
some of this divorce stuff, too, whatever he can, whenever he can. I
am so grateful. Friends make all the difference, and to almost have
lost one had me so depressed I just about gave up on life.

And so today I follow in Yowie's footsteps, and begin to take
antidepressants. I hope they will help me through this time, give me
more energy, and help my outlook. I really, really hate going this
route, but when your pulmonologist's intern thinks you should be on
antidepressants, I guess it's way past time to give it a try.

There is *nothing* wrong with taking anti-depessants. The best side effect
for me was being able to sleep. I am a light sleeper at the best of times,
and when I'm worrie dor upset, my mind will go over and over whatever it is
that sbugging me and I don't sleep. The anti-depressants gave me my slep
back, and that in itself made thigns alot better.

What they did for me is simply stop that "overwhelmed and helpless"
feeling - allowed m to keep functioning without going seriously nuts (and I
needed to keep functioning for Cary's sake if nothing else).

I'm no longer taking them now, because life has settled down, and I'm
getting more sleep. But I have *no idea* what I would have done for those 6
months when I was takign them. I'd call them lifesavers in more ways than
one.

You're going through so much turmoil right now, I'd be surprised if *anyone*
could cope wihout anti-depressants. They don't turn you into a zombie,
rather, they just take the edge off the stress and worry so you can through
the rough patch. You may not need them forever, but my goodness do they help
when you do.

Don't feel ashamed, that would be like being ashamed of a your cast on a
broken leg or -as someone else put it - taking insulin for diabetes. The
certainly can't rectify the problems hat Real LIfe has thrown at you, but
what hey can give you is the emotional stability to deal with those problems
appropriately rahter than them becoming all-consuming.

*Hugs*

Yowie
PS Glad you got our friend back, too.

"CatNipped" wrote in message
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"Randy" wrote in message
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The only drawback was when he was in one of his moods
he would go down in the basement and do the ironing, the ironing doesn't
get
done anymore.

Ironing??! What's ironing???!!! I just thank gawd somebody invented
permenant press or my family and I would go about looking like unmade
beds! ;

I don't even know where my iron is - or even if I still have one! If it
doesn't come out of he dryer in a wearable state, it simply doesn't get
worn.

As to unmade beds..... doonas (duvets, quilts) are a wonderful invention.


Yowie

Yowie wrote:

There is *nothing* wrong with taking anti-depessants.

I wonder if Ginger-Lyn was hesitant about anti-depressants not
because of stigma, but because they're not an especially holistic
way to treat depression? Maybe it's not about shame, but about
the fact that she'll be putting very strong chemicals into her
system. I think that's something to think about pretty seriously.

A very large number of people take SSRI anti-depressants, myself
included. I'm really glad I do, because I am far more stable with
them than without them. But sometimes I wonder what the long-term
effects will be. Over the past few years, my memory has really
declined, and it used to be *excellent*. It could be due to
menopause, but maybe it's the A/Ds. Am I giving myself brain
damage??

Joyce

wrote:
They're worse on the DH front, but at least it looks like I've
recovered one of my "lost" friendships.

He came over last night and we talked for four or five hours, even
stuff from years ago (we've known each other half my life). Worked
through a lot, got very honest about a lot, and it looks like we are
very solidly dear friends once again. He is going to help me through
some of this divorce stuff, too, whatever he can, whenever he can. I
am so grateful. Friends make all the difference, and to almost have
lost one had me so depressed I just about gave up on life.

And so today I follow in Yowie's footsteps, and begin to take
antidepressants. I hope they will help me through this time, give me
more energy, and help my outlook. I really, really hate going this
route, but when your pulmonologist's intern thinks you should be on
antidepressants, I guess it's way past time to give it a try.

Wish me luck!

Ginger-lyn

Glad to hear you've worked it out with your friend. Purrs that the
anti-depressants help. And don't forget that we're here for you with an
endless supply of purrs whenever you need them.

--
Sam, closely supervised by Mistletoe