Day 4
Took meds at 7.12am
Physical: sleep disturbances have set in. Woke up at 2am, tossing and toiling until 4am. Managed to catch 2-3 hours of Zs. The wave of nausea punched in exactly 1 hour later. Maybe I should have taken it at night instead so that I could sleep through the worst of it?
I haven’t eaten in three days. The exhaustion and sleep deprivation knocked me out at 9pm.
Mood: quite good actually…
Overall Effect: Poor sleep takes its toll
Day 5
Took meds at 7.00am
Physical: this is the worst day of the jitters. It is ever present. I’m feeling super sleepy after 4 cups of coffee, and cannot stop yawning. I have reached the pinnacles of physical discomfort. Every cell is tremoring. I am aflame. My bones ache. A few times I came close to vomiting.
Also, I’ve lost the ability to orgasm… yay.
Mood: still good, but anxious, restless and somewhat impatient about everything. Sleep disturbances is making things difficult.
Overall Effect: I think I am shaking my self apart, physically and emotionally.
Day 6
Took meds at 6.55am
Physical: a pattern is clear: symptoms are the worst within 1 hour of taking the meds. I feel drained, sleepy. I take them on an empty stomach so that might be a contributing factor? The tremors persisted throughout the day, making me restless, and irritable. My attention span is shorter.
Shitty week continues. I think I figured out how to describe this sensation – it’s the feeling of heartbreak…
Mood: I feel lighter. But I’m not sure if that’s because of the medication or just a general good mood in the anticipation of a long weekend.
Overall Effect: I think this might have been the most physically uncomfortable week at work of my life… and that includes the 3 months when I worked 16 hours a day.
Day 7
Took meds at 7.30 am
Physical: disruption to sleep has wrought havoc on my life. Sustained but a few unsettled hours of rest I feel fogging. My head pulsates throughout the day. I have become accustomed to the jitters and nausea and aching heart. They’ve faded into the background, only noticeable when I turn my attention to it. When the room is silent and my mind is still I feel it prickling at my skin like a million tiny needles. I think we’re looking at the upswing of the trough now…
Mood: Extremely moody. Irritable, annoyed at everyone and everything. Have I devolved into an angsty teenager?
Overall Effect: exhausted as fuck.
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