It’s been a strange month—to put it lightly.
I’ve been struggling with insomnia since taking Zoloft, an antidepressant used to help treat my anxiety, panic attacks and borderline personality disorder.
I became so tired of not being able to sleep that I asked my doctor about alternate medications.
We decided on a plan to wean off the Zoloft and switch onto another medication that would help both my moods as well as help me rest—but it was a disaster.
I became a nightmare to live with.
I was so angry for no reason, and my husband had to deal with it predominantly.
Furthermore, I gained about ten pounds in the matter of weeks, so I called my doc and let him know the meds switch was a nightmare…
So I’m back on Zoloft for the time being.
While all of this was going on, I ruptured a cyst in the middle of my daughters party.
We had about 20 guests over for a backyard unicorn party (see last post), and I doubled over in pain about 3-4 times.
I kept trying to ignore it, but eventually we cut the party short.
We drove to the urgent care where the doc told me he suspected a ruptured cyst.
He gave me pain meds so I could make it until Monday, when I could see my OBGYN.
She confirmed the cyst rupture and said my body would clear it on its own.
In the meantime, I’m going to look into the right combination of antidepressants and birth control with high hopes that they won’t impact my moods or weight 😅