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Untangling Lifelong Nutrient Deficiencies

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I’m a 34 old woman from Germany. Health wise, my childhood was unremarkable. My health issues began in my teenage years. I was feeling ‘off’ and dizzy. I was told that was because I am tall and thin and many girls feel like that when their period starts. I was also experiencing visual disturbances, intestinal problems, and tinnitus. I attributed these problems to ‘stress’ and my tinnitus to my ‘hearing problems’ (I was born deaf in one ear).

When I began studying at the university, I suddenly developed insomnia and very bad vertigo/dizzy spells. I was then given antidepressants which helped with my insomnia (they made me insanely tired). The dizzy spells came and went and I kind of learned to live with these. I took antidepressants for several months before deciding to taper off. Coming off the antidepressants gave me withdrawal symptoms that included brain zaps. I had to slowly taper them off over many months. Even years after stopping them, I would sometimes experience recurrences of these weird brain zaps.

Over time, my symptoms list grew and I gave up going to doctors. I was always told that I was healthy and the symptoms were all in my head. By the time I was in my twenties, I had developed frequent headaches, pins and needles, fatigue spells and brain fog among other things. I realized that I feel better during autumn and winter but had no explanation why. Although I was functional, I was truly one of the walking sick. In an attempt to feel better, I was constantly tweaking my lifestyle to find out what was helping me and what not.

I became pregnant in April 2020. I became very fatigued, had restless legs and headaches. I meditated every day and felt better towards the end of my pregnancy. That was during the winter months, the time of the year when I always improved.

My health went downhill fast after giving birth to my daughter. My fatigue became so awful that I could not function. I suffered from nerve pain all over my body. I couldn’t have proper conversations with my husband because my brain fog was quite severe. I was getting new symptoms such as muscle twitches, strange inner vibrations and hot flashes. I was not able to go back to work. I tried the carnivore diet and felt even worse.

Discovering Thiamine

I read about thiamine and finally understood some mechanisms of what could be going wrong in my body. In March of 2022, I began taking TTFD alongside a B-complex and magnesium.  It has helped me very much but it took many months of paradoxical reactions before I began to improve.

A few weeks in, I realized that this form was maybe a bit too strong to begin with, although I titrated up very slowly. On TTFD my brain fog got so severe that I went nuts. I felt like I entered the world of dementia. I also suspected that the oral B12 was not working as it should. I switched the B12 to sublingual tablets and that cleared the brain fog. I was so thrilled about the effect of B12 that I self-injected it a few times, but oh boy, this made me so fatigued and all my symptoms, except the brain fog, remained the same or even got worse. So I went back to the sublingual.

I decided to give up TTFD and switched to Thiamine HCL to see if that worked better for me. Plus, I added NAC and glycine to my regimen to support glutathione production. I titrated up to 2 grams of oral Thiamine HCL per day (over several weeks/months) and didn’t experience significant paradox but also didn’t feel better at all. I was puzzled. Would I need to kick start energy metabolism by having injections of vitamin B1? I gave it a try and injected a tiny, tiny bit in my muscle to check how I’d react. As nothing bad happened I got braver and titrated up my injections to 25mg of thiamine HCL per shot. Now I got some paradox reactions in the form of heart palpitations. I thought I’d only need to push through it but it got worse over time. Also, I got weaker and more sleepy and finally decided that I’d try potassium and calcium supplements. That was in November. I was already 9 months into my thiamine journey, and finally I felt improvements!!

However, some weeks after that I had that weakness and achy feeling again. I have learned that having high-doses of thiamine inhibits carbonic anhydrase and thus bicarbonate supplements are needed. Adding potassium bicarbonate into my regimen felt like a real game changer. Now, most of my symptoms are gone. I am only left with some fatigue and headaches, mostly in the evening, but I’m hopeful that time and finding the right dosages will dissolve my remaining symptoms.

I still feel like a delicate plant and I’m afraid that this improvement will be temporary. I am able to incorporate some activity back into my life and spent time with friends and family without crashing afterwards. I am so thankful and enjoy life again. The feeling of normality is priceless.

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Antidepressant Withdrawal and Antibiotic Toxicity

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This is my personal account of how I went from being a fit and healthy guy in my 30’s, in the best shape of my life and with a bright future, to having it completely destroyed by two different types of prescription medications. It all began a few years ago, in late 2009.

Antidepressants for Life Burdens: Not a Well-Considered Option

I never was a fan of taking prescription medications, but I was going through a serious bout of depression in late 2009 and the psychiatrist who was dealing with me talked me into taking antidepressants for the first time in my life. I was prescribed Lexapro (Escitalopram). I took it for a few months but I never did get any real benefits out of taking it. It seemed only to give me a lot of unwanted side effects. Then one day, out of nowhere it had some sort of opposite effect on me and I became suicidal for no reason. This was so scary at the time, feeling like the world was ending for me and not knowing why.

When I returned to see the psychiatrist who prescribed the Lexapro to me about this issue, they just ignored me and my cry for help at the time and gave me the “it’s all in your head” routine. This almost cost me my life. So that led me to see another psychiatrist for a second opinion who switched me over to another type of antidepressant called Effexor (Venlafaxine). After that, things balanced back out again, and I eventually got back to myself. But I never really was myself. I was constantly wired from Effexor but just continued to take it anyway. Along with the wired feeling, it also came with the same unwanted side effects as I had with Lexapro. After a while on Effexor, much longer than I should have been, I got sick of the side effects and wanted to come off it. I think I’d been taking it for around three and a half years at this stage and had enough. If I’d have known what was ahead of me, I’d have tried to come off it years earlier, or refused to even take it in the first place.

Withdrawal Syndrome Hell

The day came for me to come off it and my doctor at the time gave me a plan of 12 weeks to taper off it completely. I was assured that this was a normal thing to do and I shouldn’t experience many, if any, withdrawal symptoms during this time. I figured this would be okay, as I hadn’t been taking a high dose of Effexor and I trusted the doctor at the time too. I couldn’t have been more wrong. From the first day that I began to taper off Effexor, I had the worst withdrawal symptoms imaginable. I began to experience:

  • Dizziness
  • Mood swings
  • Headaches
  • Anxiety
  • Sweats
  • Stomach pain
  • Nausea
  • Trouble sleeping
  • Fatigue
  • Brain zaps

It was the worst hell that I have ever experienced. I can’t put into words how excruciating these symptoms were and how I nearly lost my mind over the 12 weeks I was tapering off Effexor. And during all this I had no help at all from the doctor. Any time I spoke to him and told him what I was going through, I was just told “it’s all in my head” and I shouldn’t be experiencing any of these symptoms.

A couple of weeks after I’d stopped taking Effexor completely, I finally started to balance out again. My mood seemed to return back to normal and I was back doing what I loved again, keeping fit and working out. This was my natural antidepressant. I didn’t need any chemicals in my body messing me up to make me feel normal. It didn’t stay like this for long though. I’d only stopped Effexor for a few weeks when I started to experience stomach issues. I found this strange, as I’d never had anything like this happen before. I assumed it was all connected to Effexor, seeing as I went through similar stomach issues when I’d been tapering off it. It was way too much of a coincidence for it not to be caused by Effexor. I was back at the doctor countless times over the following months, getting test after test, but no one was seeing anything wrong with me. No one would say the stomach issues were caused by Effexor either.

Over the next 11 months from when the stomach issues began, they gradually worsened as the weeks went on. I went from being able to go about my daily routine and live my normal healthy life, to being able to work out less and less and give up my social life due to not feeling well. And then around the 11 month mark, when the stomach issues were as bad as ever, along came another unexplained issue out of nowhere, I started to experience constant dizziness. This was something completely new to me. It was like I was drunk and lightheaded constantly from the time I woke up, to when I went to bed at night.

When the dizziness started, no doctor could figure out the cause of this either. This would be a common occurrence for me. Again, I was repeatedly being told that Effexor withdrawals are a myth and don’t happen and therefore Effexor can’t be behind any of these issues. So I arranged to get an MRI of my brain to see if anything serious was going on, that could possibly be linked to my current dizziness. The MRI was clear, apart from some blocked sinuses that showed up on the scan. This was nothing, just a regular head cold I had at the time I went for the scan. It had already cleared up by the time I went back for the results a few days later.

Enter the Antibiotics

Due to this sinus issue, that wasn’t even an issue to begin with, my doctor prescribed me an antibiotic to get rid of me out of his office. This is a common thing in my country, doctors handing out unnecessary prescriptions for antibiotics left and right.

He claimed that the sinuses might have been causing my dizziness for the last few weeks. I still had a bit of trust left in him, so I took his word for it and agreed to take them. I didn’t have the need to take any antibiotics in a very long time. I never really liked taking any prescription medications, but I remember taking antibiotics as a kid and being okay afterwards, so I thought no harm in giving them a try. I was given a prescription for an antibiotic called Minatev LA, also known as Biaxin. These are the brand names for it, but its actual name is Clarithromycin. It was a 10 day course, to be taken twice a day. I never had a second thought about taking this medication and had no idea of the dangers, but how wrong I was. My life changed that day I took the first pill, back in September 2015, and has never been the same ever since. From the moment I swallowed the first pill I immediately started to feel sick along with numerous side effects. This is what I experienced:

  • Headaches
  • Stomach pain
  • Body rash
  • Severe chest pain
  • Difficulty sleeping
  • Sweats
  • Stabbing pains in my side
  • Tinnitus
  • Numbness down one side of my body
  • Anxiety
  • Muscle pain

It was awful, this antibiotic had me as sick as a dog. I went back to see the doctor about it. He had a look at the rash all over my abdomen and said I’d be fine and not to worry. I should have trusted my own instincts back then and stopped taking it, but I didn’t. It wouldn’t be until later on down the line that I found out how dangerous antibiotics would be. So back then, I listened to the doctor and thought to myself to just finish the course and I should get back to normal again when I’m done with them. That was over three and a half years ago and I’ve not been right since.

Things just got worse and my health really declined over the following weeks after taking the clarithromycin. My stomach issues got a thousand times worse, and so did my dizziness. Along with those two main issues, I also got a whole new set of symptoms. I literally felt like I was going to drop dead at any minute. I ended up having to go to the emergency department at the hospital a few times because I felt that bad. I started to have severe chest pains and didn’t know what was happening to me. But each time I went, I was just sent home after they ran some basic tests and told it would be highly unlikely that I had a bad reaction to the clarithromycin. It was a short time after that I found out that this class of antibiotic can cause heart problems and death.

I wasn’t imagining these symptoms, it wasn’t all in my head. This is what I was experiencing and it was hell. No one would believe me or try and help me, I was just looked upon as some crazy person. It was like I was the first person in the entire universe that had a bad reaction to medication. There are people out there with serious peanut allergies and shellfish allergies, simple things that we all eat every day, but they can die from them and the doctors are finding it hard to believe that I got sick from these laboratory made drugs? This would be something I had to get used to. No one would take me seriously and this made my whole situation a thousand times worse. I just had to stay determined to find answers myself and get back to full health as quick as I could. In the following weeks and months after the bad reaction, I was left with most of the same symptoms that started when I first took the clarithromycin, which were:

  • Headaches
  • Stomach issues
  • Back pain
  • Dizziness
  • Tinnitus
  • Constant fatigue
  • Anxiety
  • Muscle pain

The severe chest pain and stabbing pains in my side passed after a few months, but the other symptoms have continued until this day, a few years now after it happened. And as I write this, the stabbing pains in my side have started to come back again, seems to be my liver causing this.

Whatever the clarithromycin did to me, one of the worst symptoms to come out of it was the constant back pain. Like I said at the start, I was a fit and health guy, in the best shape of my life and used to train at least 4 times a week doing a combination of weights, running and various other cardio routines. I was never injured, apart from the occasional pulled muscle, but never anything major. Now I’m nearly always in constant agony with my back because of whatever the antibiotic did to me. I have no history of back pain or bad injury that would have caused this. The other constant symptoms are awful, but this back pain is probably the worst of them.

Searching for Answers

I’ve tried to go to see a couple of different physio’s to see if the can provide some relief from the back pain, but I just end up feeling sicker. Whatever is wrong with my body since the antibiotic reaction, whenever I try and get some treatment, say from a physio or try some acupuncture, my body will react to it and I get really sick as if I had a really bad flu, I feel like I’ve been run over by a bus. My body doesn’t like to be touched in any way now. The same thing happens if I try to take most vitamin supplements too, I’ll get the same reaction and it’s like all my symptoms intensify. I’ve been told this problem sounds like a nervous system condition called “Central Sensitization”, where my nervous system is in constant fight mode. This is something I need to look into further, but again, finding someone to listen to me and properly diagnose this is another thing.

The physio treatments never worked, and they even made me worse off. The last physio I went to see back in August 2017 did something to my neck and has left me with loud tinnitus in one of my ears. That is another problem I didn’t need. I did have tinnitus from the clarithromycin in both ears and I was learning to live with it, but whatever the physio did to me triggered it off again with a vengeance and it is worse than ever and just isolated to my left ear now. I discovered later on that clarithromycin is known as an “Ototoxic” drug, meaning it can cause tinnitus and permanent hearing loss in some people. Another thing I wish I’d found out before I’d taken it.

Another problem that the antibiotic created was it totally destroyed my gut microbiome, making my original stomach issues far worse than when they originally started. Not only did it make them worse, I discovered through tests that I developed something called SIBO (Small Intestinal Bacterial Overgrowth) too. This is usually caused by antibiotics wiping out your healthy gut bacteria when you take them, which can then cause the bad bacteria to take over and overgrow. This is an issue I’ve been trying to treat for the last couple of years, but it’s a tricky thing to properly get rid of. I’ve spent a lot of time and money trying to fix this issue and I still don’t think my gut microbiome is in good shape. The clarithromycin was like a nuclear bomb going off in my stomach with all the damage it caused.

So with my stomach issues, my dizziness that appeared after I stopped taking Effexor and then all the other issues that started after I took the clarithromycin, I have been to countless doctors and had tons of scans and tests to see what is going on. All my tests are coming back normal and they deny that these symptoms were caused by the medications. According to them, it’s highly unlikely that I had a bad reaction to the antibiotic, and Effexor doesn’t cause withdrawal symptoms.

Finding Others Like Me

There is tons of information out there about others who had awful experiences with these antidepressants and it’s the same with antibiotics too. From my own research, I found two websites full of stories from people around the world of all ages that have had the same terrible experiences as I did from antidepressants and antibiotics: Floxie Hope and Surviving Antidepressants.

As bad as my experience is, a living nightmare, reading what other people went through because of these medications was such an eye opener for me. I realized I wasn’t alone in this, that I’m not some lunatic who’s making this all up. I know what happened, my body knows what happened, this is real. It’s just a constant struggle to have to deal with being constantly sick every single day from the time you wake up, till the time you go to sleep at night, and then trying to get people to believe you about what’s been going on, why you’re sick. That’s the worst part in all this.

There’s over 1200 reviews of clarithromycin on askapatient.com, and a lot of them are negative. There are some good ones too, of course, not everyone has a bad reaction to these antibiotics. I just wish that people weren’t so ignorant to what can actually happen when you take these antibiotics, that they can be so dangerous. Here is the link to the reviews.

There are also over 2100 reviews of Effexor on askapatient.com too, you can read what others have gone through while taking it and also when trying to get off it.

The Laundry List of Specialists, Tests, and Failed Treatments

Thinking back as I finish writing this, I’ve spent many years trying to get myself better, but the reality is, I’m not anywhere near to getting better. I’ve tried almost everything under the sun to see if it’d help me get back on track, but I’ve had no luck in all the years of trying. To sum it all up, I’ve seen and tried:

  • Physiotherapists
  • Acupuncture
  • Massage therapist
  • Nutritional therapists
  • Balance physiotherapist
  • Chiropractor
  • Somatic training

And then all the various tests and scans consisting of:

  • MRI
  • CT scan
  • X-Ray
  • Ultrasound
  • Echocardiogram
  • Bloods
  • Endoscopy
  • Urea Breath Test
  • Food Intolerance Test
  • SIBO Breath Test
  • Stool Tests
  • Organic Acids Test

I could list all the supplements I’ve tried over the last four years, but I’d be here all day. None have really worked. I’ve spent thousands of euro on them since this mess began and the majority of them are at home collecting dust. No treatment has worked for me so far, they all just made me feel sicker. No test has really been able to pinpoint what is going on with me either. It probably would be easier trying to find a needle in a haystack. It has really just been a wild goose chase since all this started. The health system in my country is a joke, you’ve to wait anywhere between 6 – 18 months to see a specialist and if you don’t have a glaring issue or limb hanging off, you’re told there’s nothing they can do for you. If I’d just found a doctor from the beginning that would admit I was taken off Effexor too quickly and treated me for the withdrawals my body was going through, none of this mess would have happened. As I finish writing this now, my current symptoms include:

  • Digestive issues
  • Tinnitus
  • Headaches
  • Constant fatigue
  • Brain fog
  • Back pain
  • Nystagmus
  • Joint pain
  • Dizziness
  • Nausea
  • Low mood

I wanted to get my story out there and see if there are other people around the world going through the same thing as I am. It has been over four years since I became ill after coming off the antidepressant and over three years since I had the bad reaction to the antibiotic. My life hasn’t been the same since then. I really can’t see myself ever getting back to good health, this has been going on for way too long now with no improvements.

I didn’t ask for this mess, and agreeing to take these medications was the worst decision I’ve ever made during my whole life. I wish I’d stood my ground back in 2009 and never agreed to take those antidepressants. They destroyed my life rather than benefiting it. And who knows, if I had not taken the antidepressants, chances are I likely would not have taken the clarithromycin further down the road either. I only took it because of the symptoms that started when I stopped taking Effexor.

Where I Stand Now

What I do know now, I will stand my ground and never take any more of these horrible prescription drugs ever again. I’m possibly left like this for the rest of my life now because of doctor ignorance and stupidity. I’m also left in this weird limbo now, not knowing what drug did the most damage and what one is causing my current symptoms? Would I still be sick now from Effexor withdrawals if I hadn’t taken the antibiotic? Am I over Effexor withdrawals and just left damaged because of the antibiotic? I’ll never know and it will be such a challenge to figure this out. Any of the other accounts I’ve read over the years from people who’ve had similar bad experiences with antidepressants and antibiotics have just been affected by either one, they’ve not taken both like I did. All I do know is I was sick before I took the antibiotic and then got a thousand times worse after I took it. I’m still searching for that specialist who can properly treat me and get my life back on track.

This is my story, but it doesn’t end here, it will be continued. I will try to continue on my own road to recovery. This has been over four years of my journey that really began nine years ago. I’ll hopefully be able to come back and share some positive updates in the future. Thanks for taking the time to read this.

Image by Deedee86 from Pixabay.

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This story was published originally on April 1o, 2019. 

My Doctor Is an Expert

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He knows there may be other, better and much more likely explanations for my hair loss, my low body temperature, my inability to lose weight, low blood pressure, skin problems, mood swings, low T3/high rT3, iodine deficiency, brittle nails, memory loss, migraines, excessive ear wax, fatigue, carpal tunnel, allergies, lichen sclerosis, elevated LDL, low ferritin, insomnia, DHEA deficiency, erratic cortisol, PMDD, estrogen dominance, PCOS, obesity, vision problems, vertigo, tinnitus, moles, hemorrhoids, constant nausea, menorrhagia, loss of libido, coital pain, inability to labor, long gestation, high birth weight, baby with developmental delays, kidney cysts, cervical cancer, hypoglycemia etc. etc. etc. than a malfunctioning thyroid. He knows this, because he is an expert.

Yes, he is an expert in explaining why all these clinical signs and symptoms are present – and actually normal! According to him, one single cause cannot be at the root of them all. Even if there was a single cause, the thyroid hormone deficiency that I insist I have cannot – CANNOT – be it! Not even with my significantly iodine deficient status now, always and in utero. No. That doesn’t explain a thing.

“Is there anything you DON’T attribute to iodine deficiency???!” he asked with little effort to hide his expertise.

He suggests I am depressed and prescribes antidepressants. Yes, of course, why didn’t I think of that? I need antidepressants.

Antidepressants will cure it all. Even, I suppose, the iodine deficiency? And antidepressants will make my body hair grow back right?  – I’ll not shave!

When I lost all my body hair, my doctor suggested this was an advantage, as many women would be delighted to be spared having to shave or wax. Yes, of course, I did a little (imaginary) happy dance around his office when he pointed out my bit of luck. In fact, I was so overcome with gratitude, I plain forgot that having hair might help me keep warm, as I am always frightfully cold.

The Brain Blind Spot – Where Hysteria Rules

I have come to the conclusion that modern medicine must be based on a theory of a Brain Blind Spot. This is the spot in your brain where your Imagined Symptoms and Inexplicable Clinical and Biochemical Signs that Will Not be Diagnosed originate. Since these symptoms affect mainly women, it is likely that the Blind Spot is governed by Hysteria – you know – Greek for Womb Related.

The Brain Blind Spot is 100% unaffected by what goes on in the body, otherwise, blood tests would pick up on it. Basically, the Brain Blind Spot produces pain, fatigue, depression and other spurious ails by itself and for no discernible reason. Luckily, there is one magic pill option; the one medicine, that can enter into the Brain Blind Spot and work its magic. It’s called an antidepressant. Antidepressants are apparently the only medication to reach the Brain Blind Spot.

TSH aka Truly She’s Hysteric

So, when the TSH (aka Truly She’s Hysteric) test falls within range, it is a sure sign that antidepressants are the path to take. Perhaps also weight loss and exercise, which are the other two tools in the expert doctor’s tool box. And these must be insisted upon even if the patient claims she “eats healthily and exercised regularly until crippled by her condition” – because we ALL know, we ALL sin. Until that last bit of chocolate is eliminated from our diets, we cannot claim to be truly healthy.

As an example, I shall again use myself. My doctor, who is an expert, suggested I eat less and exercise more. He’s right, of course. No one weighs more than their calorie intake allows. I just didn’t realize it was considered “normal” as he said, to weigh 84 kg (that’s 185 pounds for you Westerners) on a strict 1200 calorie a day diet. A diet, which is of course low GI, sugar free, organic, gluten free and generally really antisocial and – well – hysteric in the eyes of most people I know

He has two theories, which he has shared with me. First, he suggested that I was lying. This is, of course, the most plausible theory. Because if it were true that I am sustaining obesity on 1200 calories a day, it would suggest there was something awry with my metabolism, which according to the doctor there is not. However, rather crazily, I have actually kept a diary on sparkpeople.com of everything I have eaten since January 2009. I have weighed every morsel and ounce on my trusty kitchen scales and meticulously input it on the computer every day.  I can document an average daily calorie intake of 1200. I told him that. I even offered him a printout of the entire 1762 days so he could see exactly what I’d been eating. He declined, and instead, offered another expert opinion: The 84 kilo is a normal weight for someone eating 1200 calories because how much we can eat depends largely on our activity level. So he concluded I must just be really, really inactive.

I should perhaps mention here that I actually walked from my car and to the doctor’s office myself. He didn’t come to my house. I am not bed bound. I still work, have three children, a husband, a home and a pretty normal daily life

In fact, reading on the side of pretty much every packaged food product I have in my house, a “normal” woman should be able to eat 2000 calories a day. Food manufacturers, gyms and government officials that stipulate guidelines are not experts and guidelines are just guidelines. Not facts based on expertise. This is evident. Because according to their calculations, I should be half the weight I am if I were to maintain my weight on 1200 calories.

Did I mention I’m also breastfeeding?

No?

Don’t get me wrong. Although it would be nice to be slimmer, I am not vain. This is not vanity. I simply resent the assumption I meet from the broad public that I must be eating more than the 2000 calories that packaging and national guidelines propose is maintenance sustenance for me at my age, body weight and activity level. Otherwise, I would be slim. That’s the rule. You eat more than “normal” therefore you are overweight. Well, I don’t. And I am.

Luckily, my doctor now agrees. The guidelines are wrong. Calorie needs are individual, he reassures me. My inability to lose weight signifies nothing. He is, after all, the expert. Yet again, he manages to reassure me: There’s nothing abnormal in my weight versus calorie intake.

Of Dragon Tales and Beauty Products

Nor is there anything wrong with my resting pulse of 34. Or my dragon scaled legs. My son actually believed me when I claimed I had come out of a dragon’s egg. Okay, he’s nearly six years old now and has stopped believing it, but I did go through a phase of extreme temper outbursts, so with the coarse, wiry hair and the scaly legs, I couldn’t really blame him.

My doctor says I need better beauty products. You know, shampoo and moisturizers. My mum tells me she was told the same when I was a baby with scaly legs. No baby soft skin on me, so perhaps I did come from a dragon’s egg after all – a dragon that never bothered investing in some really good beauty products.

And What Do the Signs Say?

When I first presented my symptoms to my doctor, I thought the 1200 calorie a day diet, the hair loss, the pulse, the scaly legs and so much else on my list were actually “clinical signs”. My doctor says they’re not. It’s only a clinical sign if it can be verified by him, the expert.

It took me a while, actually, to realize the difference – in doctor speak – between clinical signs, biochemical signs and symptoms.

A clinical sign is one that the doctor can subjectively determine. You know, like a goiter. A biochemical sign is blood, urine, saliva, poo and other bodily excretions tested against laboratory standards, like the Truly She’s Hysteric test (Gold Standard, I hear). The symptoms are how you feel. The debilitating reality of your life that the doctor can’t see, the blood doesn’t tell and which can therefore be brushed aside, ridiculed and given spurious labels and diagnosis depending on the level of expertise of your doctor. Of course, my doctor must prioritize signs over symptoms. It is, after all, more important what he sees, than how I feel. My Brain Blind Spot is playing tricks on me again. I understand that now.

Anyway, enough about me and my symptoms. I’m just so relieved it’s not my thyroid. I hear that thing is a bitch to get right, so it’s nice my symptoms are not thyroid related and can be sorted with antidepressants.

YAY for antidepressants! Three cheers for the cure-all! Hurray for my expert doctor!

Did I mention, antidepressants cause weight gain? Maybe, he forgot about that.

This article was published originally on Hormones Matter in November 2013. 

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Adventures in Prescription Medications – Woman to Woman

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How’d you like to bypass years of countless doctor visits, cornucopias of medications with names beginning with every letter from the alphabet, take-one-a-days, with- meals, mixtures, combinations, co-pays, micrograms and tears?

The answer might be simpler than you think:

Just eliminate one or two real assholes from your life!

And the only known side effect you’ll “suffer”: New found, authentic happiness – organically produced by your formerly abused spirit… the one that always seemed ready and willing to absorb total blame and negativity for what was wrong in your life!

Woman, this is a deep, dark secret the big pharmaceutical companies DON’T want you to know: that all too often, the truth about your misery and “depression” can’t be found at the bottom of a pill bottle, but lies on the other side of your bed. The root of your problem? The jerk lying with his manipulative little head on the opposite pillow, snoring like a revved up chainsaw, not some “chemical imbalance” roiling in your brain. And woman, just boot him out of your bed, and you’ll step into your fresh, drug-free future!

Can it really be that easy? Well, yes and no.

Remember how Alice in Lewis Carroll’s classic Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland only had to choose which side of the mushroom to bite to “right size” her enlightenment? We real-world women let ourselves endure strenuous drug trials and errors much more dangerous than Alice’s mushroom. Why? Because in typical womanly fashion, we’re so prone to look in the mirror and accuse the face we see there, rather than look outward and objectively scrutinize the fingerprints of asshole’s thumbs we’re stuck under.

Sister, if I had a dollar for every woman I’ve heard say, “I quit antidepressants cold turkey because I realized they did absolutely nothing for me,” I could buy as many shoes as Imelda Marcos. And needless to say, you’d never see me twice in the same pair of stilettos.

Women, we can only find our salvation by making serious changes in ourselves and our surroundings – starting with understanding how and why we think, feel and react to negative and self-lacerating “triggers,” and then learning to dance with these shadows rather than fear them. We can find true healing in all sorts of crazy ways: places, faiths, interests and communities too large and lively to fit into any capsule. Sometimes even complete solitude can be our alternative to prescriptions.

While suffering my own deepest depression about five years ago, I remember feeling envious of people who claimed antidepressants at least made them feel like zombies. The pills never got me near feeling no pain, and the grass certainly did seem greener on the other side, ‘cause my side of life seemed to be a daily skate on thin ice. At any moment, I dreaded a crack might start in the ice, through which everything in my world would slip, never to be seen again.

But then I took the “great risk”: I removed the asshole from my world. I didn’t go crazy off the pills, I not only regained my sanity and my life, I realized how terribly sad that pill-driven desire was – to feel nothing, to want my days to roll over like fog mist. Now I know every day is too precious, too fragile…too full to waste. Me, I was truly better off letting those medications slip down the trash bag rather than into my blood stream. My life’s still filled with challenges. I still cry. I still worry. But I’m no longer afraid of the “edges” of experience. They’re there, and I’m here. I accept the love and support of people who honestly love, benefit and respect me. Anyone else, I show the door.

I know that for many women the issue of whether or not to take antidepressants is no question at all; it’s necessary to avoid the insistent beckoning call of the edge. Taking a pill never makes you inferior, and you shouldn’t feel ashamed to take one if you have a true, measurable chemical imbalance. But never forget: You’re not the pill; you’re a woman, aware and alive enough to value and cherish the air in your lungs. And that pill might be keeping you from being that inspiration to others you could be.

Many of us stand in the space between poor, suffering lab rats and the Big Pharma company fat cats. We struggle to decipher what extra help we might need to lead vital and healthy lives and whether to cut out the magic bullets that weren’t magical after all. Here is where we indeed have something in common with Alice: Even she had to deal with a conniving Cheshire Cat.  Are we willing to consider that some manipulative “cat” has driven us to Dr. Feelgood and the pill bottle?

The old “Serenity Prayer” still applies when it comes to deciding which pills to swallow and which ones to ditch. God grant me the serenity to know when I’m able to remove myself from trying chemical paths to health, even the courage to disregard a doctor’s orders when my gut instinct says, “Hell no!” to still another prescription. And the wisdom to know the vast differences between these very grey areas. Amen.

Oh, and P.S.: God grant me the gumption to toss out every asshole in my life once and for all, even if I don’t toss all the pills out with them, too!

Define Better: Too Many Prescription Medications for Kids

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Medication Madness

This hard-edged rap video flew around the social media outlets last week- Define Better. The music video tackles the issue of over-medicating our children and calls into question the industry that regularly pushes to expand its market share for old drugs. Two markets that have seen an exponential increase in market share, particularly for psychiatric drugs, are women (including pregnant) and children.

Prescription Medications during Pregnancy

Where in generations past, pregnant women were prohibited from taking any medications lest these meds cross the placenta and harm the fetus. As of 2006, 30% of all pregnant women were taking at least one psychotropic medication (DeVane et al. 2006), despite the documented birth defects and other complications associated with these medications.

Giving Children Antidepressant Medications

Similarly, it was unheard of to prescribe antidepressants to children under the age of 16; not only because these medications have neither been tested nor proved effective in children, but because they cause ‘paradoxical’ reactions – elicit suicidal ideation and suicide itself.

A recent report in the Journal Health Affairs supports these claims. Researchers found that “between 1996 and 2007, the number of visits where individuals were prescribed antidepressants with no psychiatric diagnoses increased from 59.5 percent to 72.7 percent and the share of providers who prescribed antidepressants without a concurrent psychiatric diagnosis increased from 30 percent of all non-psychiatrist physicians in 1996 to 55.4 percent in 2007.” Similarly, another study published in the American Journal of Public Health found that the very medications drug companies marketed most aggressively frequently offered the least clinical benefit and had the potential for the most harm to patients.

Understand what these two reports are saying, drug companies are aggressively marketing those drugs that offer the fewest clinical benefits and the most harm to patients – and we’re buying them! Whether we’re buying them because our doctors prescribed them readily or because we’re demanding the drugs from our doctors, is unclear. What is clear, is that we’ve relinquished personal control over our own health and our children’s health to marketing. We need to regain that control and to do so requires that we ‘Define Better’.

DeVane, CL, Stowe ZN, Donovan JL, Newport DJ, Pennell PB, Ritchie JC, Owens MJ, Wang, JS. Therapeutic drug monitoring of psychoactive drugs during pregnancy in the genomic era: challenges and opportunities. J Psychopharm. 2006; S 20(4):54-59.