Starting a newish medication, it’s quite a nostalgic feeling, in a way.
I am now officially Over Quetiapine. Woohaa. The itching has stopped and melatonin-coupled with a total lack of energy and motivation- means I am sleeping, though recently waking up loads. I have been increasingly low, slow and dead-brained within the past two weeks- I wonder if the two things (medication withdrawal/chemicals you were used to no longer being there and low mood) are related. I think they probably are as I have been fine for ages and ages.
Either way, my lack of energy extends to not writing/talking about it and I didn’t mention it to the GP and made an effort to seem cheerful. This two shall pass etc.
I’m getting tested for diabetes- I asked for that due to a) Quetiapine causing it and b) having the symptoms of it. If I have it, I will blow up the President and his balls (phrase inserted just for amusing search results).
I am Under Lamotrogrine, which I haven’t been on since 2008, and which I came off for reasons, not related to side effects, of which I had none. I was prescribed it this morning for ??? Mentalism Unspecified. It is is an insurance thing as I did tell the GP I can’t take Quetiapine long term. Well, I was anyway, but I mean in the next 3 years when I actually have to function like a human being and can’t exhort whoever is unlucky enough to be trying to wake me up to go and fuck themselves. It is just not compatible with, well, life. Other than sleeping.
The option was either Lamictal or no medication at all. I am actually quite happy doing the latter as I don’t think I need it but I am also a bit cautious because a lot is coming up. (I have decided to go to university this year, and not next year).
But, ha, I’ve been referred to the community mental health team, just as a precaution because my GP doesn’t have much experience with this medication. Which is fine and understandable, but amusing as I had hoped to avoid them ever again, until I was actually working with them! I’m worried it’s going to mean I can’t be placed in my own borough at university. I told her I don’t need any significant input (I am a bit down, but managing that okay, see, thinking about the future and shit) but she’s the cautious type, and I appreciate that.
Another little thing- why am I on a QOF mental health register? Nobody told me! What does that mean? Did they slip a tracking device on me without me realising?