Well had another neuro appointment today. At least I am doing well, but that makes me like going even less. The only reason I mustered the energy to go was so that I could get order to make sure my liver is hanging in there. I certainly don’t want it to fail on something not fun like Rebif! Eriksgirl asked why he doesn’t write anti-depressants. After a brief discussion he said he does, but does not write Wellbutrin. Of course his medical assistant did not make that clear. Apparently, this stems from the original Wellbutrin had a seizure rate of 1 in 200 as compared to the antidepressant norm of 1 in 2000. He said this has supposedly been fixed in the Wellbutrin XL (what I was taking), but he is biased against them now. Of course I would have happily tried something different had the MA made that clear. Of well, hopefully no more Solu-Medrol and the need for antidepressants.
Well back on the antidepressants. This time I’m (we’re) giving Wellbutrin XL a try to see if it works out better than Zoloft. Zoloft side effects were unpleasant, and I’m certainly glad that there is something another drug to try, but still not too excited. I always thought that antidepressants were like a magic bullet and returned people back to their former selves, or maybe even happier selves. Sadly this has not been my experience. While it does make me a ton better than what I was (and is preferable in that sense), it does introduce a skew in my personality – a 3rd Erik (as opposed to normal and depressed). Many days I wonder if the “normal Erik” days are gone and just a distant memory – and maybe have become my “good ‘ol days”!