I shared with you all in the Stigmata post that I was diagnosed with PMDD and started to take Prozac. I figure some of you may want an update since it's been 3 months and that post has been one of the most read posts.
As I stated, I opted for the 2 weeks on, 2 weeks off medication plan. Since my cycle was always very predictable it seemed fool proof to start right before my recognized rage days and take the meds for 2 weeks from then.
My cycle hasn't been regular since. It's been a few days early each month, which throws off my rage day calculation. I do attempt to take the medicine whenever I feel it coming on but sometimes it sneaks up on me.
As for the actual medication, I have had a lot of side effects. Frequent urination, upset stomach (that's my classy way of saying I almost "s" my pants within a half hour of taking it), sleeplessness, muscle spasms (in my shoulder and calf...weird), and very heavy periods.
The meds definitely take the edge of my rage but it's not much. Which is annoying. All of the side effects with only a minimized rage makes taking it seem unnecessary. I haven't quit taking them yet because I do have that hope of it getting better.
This morning was bad. We are on vacation. I'm in a beautiful place without a care in the world and my body is tense, sounds are too loud, my body is freezing, and I feel jacked up.
I've been taking Prozac for 3 days now. To the best of my knowledge, it hasn't helped today. The boys feed off my negative energy. They were bouncing off the walls this morning so I took them out on the deck. Then they started fighting over leaves (hey, they're only 2 and 4), so I brought them in to feed them. Then they started fighting over a train or something so I yelled at them. A few times. The husband comes out and asks if everything is ok. I tell him I'm having a rage day so he takes the boys. The kids are being annoying so I get upset or flustered. Prozac can't stop that. That's not what I'm looking for. I'm looking to not feel jumpy, scattered, pissed off, on edge, ready to snap, and freezing cold. All while also feeling exhausted. Ugh.
I think since being diagnosed the thing that has helped most is the actual diagnosis. Knowing that it will happen each month around the same time until probably menopause. This fact instead of my confusion before that it was full blown depression. It would sneak up on me and I would have no idea where it came from or if it would stick around or what.
At least now I know it will pass fast. And that my medication plan doesn't work. I remember the first round I thought what's the point of being on it if it only helps a little. My husband said to give it time to build up in my system. I may do that. Go to 1 a day. Doesn't seem appealing, especially with the side effects. Countering those side effects with more drugs isn't an option.
I may try working out too...that's supposed to help. I'm sure that will be inexpensive and easy to get myself and the kids to and from often enough for it to work. Oh wait, it wont.
This should be a fun reread for me. Hope it provides insight to anyone who has been wondering how my magical cure has been working. If anyone has anything to offer up, please do so.