The Blues

Chronic Pain, Insomnia & Depression. I capitalize the three since they have become my enemies, and deserve a proper name. If even one of them would only ease up, go away. Since they have drained me of all energy today this post is simply an effort to say I accomplished one thing. No matter how miniscule.

Today is day 8 of feeling meh, puny, punky. Absolutely no energy to speak of, and I ache all over. Nauseated.

I haven’t been able to focus much, but feel compelled to write simply to capture the moment. For future reference, researching my subject. Ha.

It is day 2 of an increased dose of mirtazapine, from 30 to 45mg.  

You can find a great deal about the drug in the link below.  It’s number two in the long list the shrinks gave my doctor to try, one at a time for a month until something had a positive effect.  Since I have been on this for awhile, for insomnia,, it seemed easier just to up the dose, since I  tolerate the drug now.

Mirtazapine – StatPearls – NCBI Bookshelf

If I were to guess, the stone in my right kidney is moving around, and I’m developing another UTI.

I’m also anxious, and down more than I want to be.  

That damn worry.  A constant cloud, one where you look back over your shoulder, if only in your head.  Somethings wrong, something needs attention.

But I have to keep reminding myself, “you have nothing to do but keep living.  Everything else can wait.”

Except the 2 dogs. They perform their daily duty faithfully, and don’t even know it.  Bonded we three, yet I’m the one who gets the most out of it. 

Truth is, I’ve had only one good night’s sleep in the last week, resulting in a not too bad of a day after. The least punier of the week. (Puny, a rarely used word now, from my midWest upbringing I guess.  As in “I just feel puny”).  The increased dose of mirtazapine will hopefully help in this area, the insomnia that is.

A short post today, but needed to jot down my thoughts during bad days and good days both to try to capture the cause, what is setting me off so to speak.

Lack of sleep.  The three evils, where the lack of sleep starts feeding the depression.

More meds the answer?

Makes you wonder.

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