Last Week Was Rough
When I last posted eleven days ago, I wrote that I was having a bad bout of insomnia and depression. Well, it only got worse, with anxiety added to the mix. By Wednesday of last week, I was a wreck. I could not sleep, I could barely eat, I could not function and I constantly felt like I was on the edge of a panic attack. (In fact, I did have a couple of brief panic attacks.) I stayed home from work and went to the Urgent Care doctor to get something to help me calm down and sleep. (My regular doctor's office was closed and, due to miscommunication, they never called anything in to help me sleep like I asked them to earlier that week.)
During this time, thoughts were bouncing around in my head like ping-pong balls. I felt crazy and I felt a sense of doom. The craft fair thing was adding to the anxiety and I came very close to canceling the whole thing because I was feeling like I couldn't handle it. (Fortunately, after getting some rest and calming down, I was able to gain some perspective and I realized canceling would have been a mistake.) I felt guilty for missing work.
The Urgent Care doctor thought, as I did, that this was all brought on by Paxil withdrawal. This all happened during the third week of taking 2.5 mg a day. I'm wondering if I should delay reducing my dosage again by a couple of weeks. I have just a few more days at the current dosage.
I prayed to God for strength and comfort a lot last week. My mother prayed for me, too. (She was very worried about me.) I don't know what I would have done without God giving me His strength, since I certainly had none of my own.
Praying for you here too, Susan. Thanks for checking in with us. I hope you can find something to help you get through this.