Just when I thought I was out of the woods.

So the first few days of weening off the Effexor went pretty good...I was even surprised at how good I was feeling. That should have been my first clue! Sunday was the next step down, figuratively and literally, as I went from 150 mg to 75 mg. By yesterday afternoon I began feeling the physical pains of the withdrawal. Certainly nothing comparable to my past experience of missing an entire dose, but noticeable nonetheless. The day started like any other, well I did not get up on time, did not get to work on time, and I had to leave early for my first appointment with my new therapist. So my day was not the same in the events, but rather in level of chaos. Back to my story (I would say 'back to my point', but I do not believe that I ever really have a point). Okay, so after my therapy (which went very well) I had just about an hour or so of playtime with my son before the pain began to creep up on me. And creep it did. Very slowly and very strangely, I felt some pain in my back and neck. My head felt a little weird, almost like when you stick your tongue on a 9 volt battery...but in my head. Next came an overwhelming feeling of loss of energy. I did not want to do anything, could not do anything. I felt almost paralyzed and pissed off too. Thankfully, Vince was home to tend to whatever needed tending to and I was able to hide in our bedroom again.

We planned to wake up early today and walk the dogs. Vince was finally able to get me out of bed when he came to kiss me good bye and told me I had to get up now because the baby was up and well, he had to leave for work. So much for the walk. I am dragging today...my arms are tingly, my back and body ache, I am exhausted. All of this is the price for sanity???

This better work. I just want the Effexor out of my system completely. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Effexor

Oh yeah and it would be nice too if the Lexapro works. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lexapro