That was the pronouncement from a friend of a friend who finally got onto antidepressants. And it's been frequently heard around this area since The Man got onto Prozac last week.
I've been a big fan of Prozac since spring of '91, when it turned me from a bad-tempered, suicidal slug (only a slight exaggeration) into someone I'd never been before: someone who smiled and laughed and got things done and had so much to look forward to. And it happened instantly, for which I've always been grateful.
The Man has been an anti-fan of all kinds of medications for as long as I've known him, so it was hard for him to face taking pills long-term. The doctors all say it may take 3 to 5 weeks for the meds to reach full effect, and I was seriously worried that it really would in this case. I couldn't be sure he'd actually keep taking them if he didn't notice a difference soon.
But my fears were unfounded. He went from Mr. Hyde back to Dr. Jekyll in about 60 seconds. And there he has stayed. Still an off-the-wall brainiac, with no signs of the wild beast he'd been and no inclination to do evil apparent. My husband is back! The drugs are good.
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Yay! So glad things are turning around for you.
I'm glad to hear it.
I've got to admit I tend to be skeptical about miraculous recoveries. I mean, I do believe they happen, so I always feel somewhat just plain contrarian when I voice my skepticism. I think miracles are the exception, not the rule, though. That's part of what makes them miraculous, right? Yet it sure sounds like that might be what you've found. I'm happy for you.
You're right, Jack. It was a miraculous change. I'd been praying for one. A lot of people had.
And (as hard as it is to look this gift horse in the mouth) I am keeping both my eyes wide open. So far, so good.
I'm very happy for you, and TM, that things are turning around. I tried Prozac once, about 11 years ago. It made me anxious and turned me into an insomniac, but it got rid of my suicidal tendencies. Glad it is working.
Oh, yeah. Happy Hallowe'en!
The lack of suicidal tendencies is VERY good. Looking back it was beginning to get scary. And it's horrible that I had only the vaguest idea that something was wrong.
Yay! I'm so glad to read this! I hadn't been blogging or checking blogs in a little while, but you've been in my thoughts.
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