Whatever you do, don’t miss a day of your antidepressants

This will be short, because I am currently getting nauseous looking at my computer screen, and am having to focus incredibly hard to type without falling over. The brain zaps that feel like tiny electrical shocks and make my vision seem like squiggly old-school TV signal lines aren’t helping much, either.

I felt a little funny throughout the day yesterday, too, but couldn’t pinpoint it.

Then I came home last night after Trick-or-Treating to discover that, WHOOPS, I had forgotten to take my Effexor, and all of my other meds, yesterday morning.

Aaaannnd suddenly it all made sense.

After 7-ish hours of night sweats, I woke up this morning feeling like I was living in a blender. I made very sure to take all my various pills, counting them to be sur. Now it’s a waiting game until the chemicals kick back in and the symptoms subside.

I’ve been on this latest round of antidepressants for about 3 years, so I’m not a newbie at any of this. This is also my second time at the rodeo—my first was back in 2013-ish. I know what happens when you miss a day. It’s like the most horribly imaginable opposite of “the side effects of taking this medication may include…”

If they weren’t such an important part of me being a socially-functional and mostly well-adjusted human when I’m on them, I wouldn’t put up with what happens when I’m (accidentally) not. But you have to choose your poisons carefully, you know?

Anyway, friends. If you’re taking antidepressants, I BEG OF YOU: don’t be an absent-minded fool like I was yesterday. Take your meds. I’ll even volunteer to be your personal reminder/accountability system if you need backup support.

I have to stop typing now because the light from my screen is making me feel like I have to run to the bathroom. Sorry, TMI.

Today’s going to be a hoot.