Who put the trip in amitriptyline?
May. 6th, 2011 12:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stephbgLast night I felt great. Ridiculously great. Illness appears to agree with me, as long as I follow the rules. The rule in this case being Don't Blink Move.
So it was with some hesitation I took last night's recommended dose of amitriptyline (commercial name Endep), a mere 10mg. Experience suggested I might spend today unconscious, and that seemed like a terrible waste of potential brain time. And so it was, but at least it was Husband's day off and I got to talk to him whilst heavily under the influence. I asked him to estimate how much of what I was saying was me or the drugs talking, and he said about 75% drugs. I thought I was being rather more sensible than that, which probably serves to prove him more correct than I.
Wait. What?
If I do move around and do things like take a shower (or try to be nice to the rest of my body which could do with a little more movement please), I'm absolutely fine and questioning all the fuss until very very abruptly I'm not fine. But on the whole it's better than a typical fibro/CFS day where I feel not fine *all* the time. I want to do things, go out, visit people, do some paid work. I feel like I have the spoons for that for once, but have to exercise caution for once. At least the little blue pill took away that option, but it's wearing off now.
I'm not going to take another tonight. It's not absolutely required and I hate the idea of wasting potential awake time. I need to test my limits a bit (without the involvement of machinery), and if my feedback is pain, then I'll have learned my limits for the time being. I've gone for test "walks" that have lasted less than 50m before; I can do it again.
And yes, I publically declare that I'm hoping this viral activity (and maybe even the anti-virals) miraculously triggers or at least heralds some kind of return to better health. I've seen pregnancy do wonders for rocking the boat.
And now I realise that this is about as much as I can type without my leg going all gangsta on my ass^, but it's still more than I could do a week or two ago.
If nothing else I'm enjoying the change of mood and if it doesn't last, maybe it will suggest a new line of enquiry for the future.
(^) I'm as mystified as you.
So it was with some hesitation I took last night's recommended dose of amitriptyline (commercial name Endep), a mere 10mg. Experience suggested I might spend today unconscious, and that seemed like a terrible waste of potential brain time. And so it was, but at least it was Husband's day off and I got to talk to him whilst heavily under the influence. I asked him to estimate how much of what I was saying was me or the drugs talking, and he said about 75% drugs. I thought I was being rather more sensible than that, which probably serves to prove him more correct than I.
Wait. What?
If I do move around and do things like take a shower (or try to be nice to the rest of my body which could do with a little more movement please), I'm absolutely fine and questioning all the fuss until very very abruptly I'm not fine. But on the whole it's better than a typical fibro/CFS day where I feel not fine *all* the time. I want to do things, go out, visit people, do some paid work. I feel like I have the spoons for that for once, but have to exercise caution for once. At least the little blue pill took away that option, but it's wearing off now.
I'm not going to take another tonight. It's not absolutely required and I hate the idea of wasting potential awake time. I need to test my limits a bit (without the involvement of machinery), and if my feedback is pain, then I'll have learned my limits for the time being. I've gone for test "walks" that have lasted less than 50m before; I can do it again.
And yes, I publically declare that I'm hoping this viral activity (and maybe even the anti-virals) miraculously triggers or at least heralds some kind of return to better health. I've seen pregnancy do wonders for rocking the boat.
And now I realise that this is about as much as I can type without my leg going all gangsta on my ass^, but it's still more than I could do a week or two ago.
If nothing else I'm enjoying the change of mood and if it doesn't last, maybe it will suggest a new line of enquiry for the future.
(^) I'm as mystified as you.
