It’s been so interesting to read the comments on the last post– MLP, keep it up and one of these days you’re going to coax me away from my Prozac and onto a Maximized Living chiropractor’s table!
Let me be honest (and brief, since I’m annoyed that my post disappeared): what do I know about anything? I don’t consider myself an expert at all. Meds have been terrible to me and wonderful to me. Luvox stole my energy for a time. Salagen gave me a spasm in my back that dropped me to the floor of my apartment. Paxil made my mind throw up on itself. Going off of Clomipramine sunk me into a depression. An allergic reaction to Propranolol almost sent me to meet my Maker.
And yet the lovely little cocktail I’m on now– Prozac, Effexor, and Risperdal– seems to be going great. I will say that I believe that the successful completion of cognitive-behavioral therapy, along with a year and a half of successes, has probably done more for me than meds ever will. (Successes accumulate, you know, tearing away at OCD’s ridiculous pride– I love that it isn’t in charge anymore!)
I thought everyone made such good points!
I will say this one quick thing. My body reabsorbs serotonin so quickly– is it wrong if I “level the playing field” by taking a pill to slow that down? I don’t think it’s wrong. I feel like it is bringing me back to “zero.” I believe that God can and does use medication to lift sick, broken people in a fallen world out of their deficit and back to square one– in some ways, a “redemption.” It is, afterall, His business, is it not?
Love to hear your thoughts!