side effects and self-doubt

I've been here before. A brief trial of a medication, followed by confusing side effects and my doctor's orders to "discontinue the medication".

As I posted last week, I started a low dose of citalopram (generic Celexa, an SSRI) mainly to help with my Anxiety, and hopefully my Depression and Migraines as well. The first two days, the side effects were tolerable, but by the third dose, my body felt overwhelmed. I put a call into my doctor's office on Thursday morning to see if he thought I should wait out the side effects, and, not surprisingly, got a call back from his nurse telling me to discontinue the medication.

And now I feel myself plagued by self-doubt and "what ifs".

I know that any medication I try will have some side effects. I know that many side effects will improve with time. It's hard for me not to feel like I'm giving up on a medication when I've only taken four doses of it. Dr E told me it would take about six weeks to see if the citalopram would help me, and I know that it can take two to three months for a daily medication to kick in. So stopping after only four days seems like quitting.

Clearly, my body was sending me very strong signals that it did not like this medication. The side effects in question were those listed under the "call your doctor immediately if you experience these" category. (In the interest of not scaring off other patients who may be trying this medication, I'm not going to detail the side effects here, as this is a very effective medication for many people.) And obviously Dr E thought that the side effects were serious enough to outweigh any potential benefits.

But I still have that little voice in the back of my head, telling me that I should just suck it up, that everyone experiences side effects and I should stop complaining. That if I ever want to get better, I need to just push through it until it gets better. In the face of this negative self-talk, it's very difficult to maintain perspective on the situation. (And this kind of self-talk is a key characteristic of my Depression.)

Every time a medication is crossed off the list so clearly and quickly, it makes it that much more difficult to try the next one, as I try to push past the fears and anxiety about past side effects. Because I feel so sick all of the time, it's hard to push through the added sickness of side effects - and it seems massively unfair that I should have to do so. But really, what is fair about chronic illness?

So now I'm left marking time until the citalopram completely clears out of my system and my body has time to get back to its normal level of crummy. And I'm trying not to be too hard on myself in the meantime.


Be well,
MJ

learning to ask for help

DF and I recently went on vacation to Charleston SC for a week, which marked the official start of our wedding planning. We had a great trip. The first half we spent with my mom and sister; after they left, we had three days to ourselves to play tourist. I actually felt fairly good during vacation. I still had the daily head pain from my Migraines and IIH, but I paced myself and practiced good self-care, and was able to enjoy our vacation - even if a lot of it was spent in the condo we stayed at.

When we came home last week, the real world seemed to crash back into place around us. All the stress we had been ignoring about unemployment, finances and everything else hit hard. I realized - on the plane ride home, in fact - how much my Anxiety has gotten out of control over the summer.

Like many Migraineurs, I struggle with a number of comorbid conditions: Migraines, IBS and mood disorders (namely Anxiety and Depression). I've struggled with bouts of Depression in the past, particularly during my third year of college when I first got sick. Even after my Migraines and IIH were successfully treated, the Depression stuck around for a long time.

It's no secret to me that this has been a difficult summer. DF and I have not been able to land "real" jobs after being laid off last November. Between our paychecks and unemployment checks, we're making ends meet and aren't in any immediate danger, but everything feels very precarious. My health has only just started to improve from the very low point of last year. I've been dealing with a triple whammy, in a sense, of my unemployment, DF's unemployment and my crummy health.

This summer has marked a vicious cycle of Anxiety-pain-Depression-Anxiety that I just cannot get out of. The Anxiety about all the life stresses feeds my pain, and the pain in turn feeds my Anxiety. While I'm having less pain overall (thanks to the acetazolamide for my IIH), I still have not had any break in my pain in several years, and I still have a long way to go to find an effective treatment regimen.

I saw Dr E for a follow-up appointment on October 1, the day after DF and I got home from vacation. As I sat in the waiting room writing down last minute questions, I wrote a note about my Anxiety. It was serendipitous that my appointment with Dr E was right after vacation, when I realized how much I've been struggling, so I was willing to bring up my concerns. Anxiety and Depression are hard things to talk about, even with a doctor whom I trust.

In fact, I have spoken with Dr E about this same issue in the past, which made it easier to bring up this time. When I saw him in February, we discussed my Anxiety as related to unemployment; at that point neither DF nor I had any job prospects on the horizon. Dr E prescribed a low dose of citalopram (Celexa), though I never started taking it since I did find a job not long after my appointment.

But now I find myself stuck in the same position. And it's just tiring to feel all this emotional upheaval on top of my regular physical symptoms. I feel so frustrated by the constant pain, the daily dizziness and nausea, that I often just want to scream. The longer all of this stretches on, the harder it becomes to cope.

Dr E wrote me a new scrip for the citalopram, leaving it up to me to fill it any time after the appointment if I felt ready for it. (He understands and respects my reluctance to try new medications after a series of really bad reactions.) I decided earlier this week to get it filled, and will be starting it next week. And I'm nervous about it.

It's so difficult to ask for help because it can be so difficult to admit to myself that I need help. I can't think myself out of my mood disruptions any more than I can think myself out of my Migraines. While I can do relaxation exercises and other non-drug therapies to mitigate my symptoms, they will not change the underlying chemical and neurological problems. So Monday evening, I will take my first dose of citalopram and hope for the best.

I'm learning, once again, how to ask for help when I need it, and trying not to feel like a failure for needing it.


Be well,
MJ

radio silence | part 1: another acronym, another diagnosis

Well, hello there, everyone. I'm hoping to get back into more regular updates, and in the meantime, I hope to catch you up a bit on what's been happening in my corner of the world.

When I saw Dr E in February, he prescribed a low dose of Celexa (citalopram) to help with the anxiety and depression I was dealing with because of life stressors (namely, unemployment) and my health. Celexa is also used as a Migraine preventive, so we were hoping it would help in the head pain arena, as well. I spent a few weeks trying to gather my courage enough to swallow that first pill, and in the meantime, found a part-time job, so I never did try it.

During my follow-up visit with Dr E in April, he asked me where I wanted to go with my treatment. I had seen some success with Dr P, and obviously I was feeling skittish about trying new prescription drugs. So I brought up an issue that had been simmering in the back of my mind for over a year - are my vague symptoms actually due to Idiopathic Intracranial Hypertension? I certainly have at least mild head pain every day, with dizziness; as well as unexplained Migraine attacks, nausea, shoulder and neck pain, and tinnitus. Dr E and I had discussed this when I first saw him in 2008, and we had decided to try a few other treatment ideas first before further exploring IIH.

When I brought up IIH again, Dr E agreed that we had come to a point in my treatment where it made sense to test for it. He scheduled me for a lumbar puncture at the end of April. The procedure itself was fairly straightforward (though massively anxiety-producing) and I found out that my pressure is higher than normal. I ended up with a truly terrible spinal headache after the LP that left me completely bed-bound for a week, but I was able to get a blood patch to treat the headache.

While I'm certainly not happy to have another thing wrong with me, getting diagnosed with IIH has opened up my treatment options. Dr E prescribed me a very low dose of Diamox (acetazolamide) to reduce my spinal fluid pressure. I've been taking it since May, and just increased my dose a month ago, and I'm already seeing some positive effects. I'm tolerating it better than the other prescription preventives I've tried, so all in all, the LP was worth it.

I still have a long way to go in finding an effective treatment regimen, but adding the Diamox to treat my IIH has been an important step. I'm having less overall head pain, fewer Migraines and less severe Migraines. Every little bit helps, so I'm glad I followed my instincts and discussed IIH with Dr E.

More to come...


Be well,
MJ

courage

I went to see Dr E on Thursday afternoon for a follow-up appointment, and even though there was some confusion (they had canceled my appointment but forgot to call me), Dr E and his PA worked me into the schedule since I was there.

The appointment went very well. We went over the success I've been having with Dr P's regimen. My pain levels are significantly lower than they were a few months ago, and December was actually a very good month. Unfortunately (and I explained this to Dr E) the stress of unemployment has hit me harder in the new year, so I'm back to frequent days where my pain is 5+; I went from 12 such days in December to 27 in January. I know that the stress and anxiety are exacerbating my Migraine pain/symptoms and IBS.

Dr E suggested I add a low dose of Celexa (citalopram) to my regimen to help deal with the anxiety and depression related to the unemployment situation, since the emotional upheaval is having such a negative effect on my head. He specifically suggested Celexa because it has a low side effect profile and has seen success with it in his patients (and few side effects). He remembers well the trouble I've had in the past, so he's starting me on a very low dose. He thinks that the Celexa will probably be a temporary thing to help me get through the unemployment stress, so I may try going off it when the job situation changes.

We also discussed my current triptan, Amerge, which usually works pretty well for me with few side effects, but can take 3 or 3.5 hours to work. I'm keeping that as an option, but he also gave me a scrip to try Axert.

Overall, it was a very good appointment.

I finally picked up my scrips for both drugs yesterday afternoon, but I hadn't quite worked up the courage to try the Celexa last night. Those of you dear readers who have followed my blog for a while may remember that I've had some very strange and severe reactions to meds, most recently Lyrica and even Botox. After my double reaction to the Lyrica and Botox last fall, I told Dr E I wanted a complete break from any prescription preventive meds for a while, which was when he referred me to Dr P. I feel I've made great progress with my new regimen so far, though I still have some way to go.

So tonight, I'm going to try the Celexa. I make it a point not to read the potential side effects on the pharmacy leaflet myself; instead, I read all of the other information and have DBF read about the side effects. This method has worked well for me in the past.

It's still scary, though. These are powerful drugs we take to try to address our Migraines, or, in this case, my anxiety and depression. I can say I would not be as ready to try the Celexa if not for Dr E; without even looking at my chart he remembered the severe reactions I've had in the past. (He once mentioned to me that I redefine medication sensitivity and he would have to be extra cautious in my case.) The headache specialist I saw before Dr E never would have understood this, or have been willing to individually tailor my treatment.

Chronic illness requires a lot of courage: courage to continue on through pain and sickness; courage to try new medications; courage to face the unknown, trial-and-error nature of our treatments. Tonight, I will screw my courage to the sticking-place and try a new drug. Hopefully, it will make a difference in my emotional state and help my head to calm down.


Be well,
MJ