Along with 80mg Geodon twice a day, I’m currently taking 75mg once a day, down from 150mg twice a day (this was done at a very slow pace, don’t worry). The reason for reducing the dosage of Wellbutrin is that it wasn’t really working up to snuff any more. I’d sunk so low, for so long, that nothing was helping. That’s when I took myself off the Abilify and sought psychiatric help. Dr. Weiser has me taking the dose I’m at for five more days, then reducing it further to every other day for ten days, then nothing. We have a date to meet again in six weeks, and hopefully we’ll talk about a new antidepressant. Because this fucking PMS is killing me at 75mg; I know that the stuff isn’t working, but I’m unrealistically dreading the next round “clean.” I’m teary and exhausted and depressed and every little thing is setting me off (having to get up at an ungodly hour for work most days, traffic, stupid coworkers, rude customers…). Forget about the big things, the bipolar things. A good whack with 2mg of expired Ativan is enough to thunk those in the head; it’s just the constant stress of everything right now is really wearing me down. My new health insurance kicks in on October 4th; we’ll see if it covers the Ativan and what it’ll actually do with the Geodon. Or am I going to have to get my pdoc to threaten them with a letter decrying that it is a medical necessity? And does that letter go to my employer?
