Just a day, just an ordinary day…
Hello strangers. Last week was another bad week for me. The only day I left the house was Wednesday, for a doctor’s appointment. I’m quite certain if it weren’t for the appointment, I would have never left the house.
I’ve been taking an anti-depressant for a few years now, because, not only does it help with my depression/anxiety, it relieves some of my joint pain. Kills two birds with one stone. It took awhile to find the right one, and when I finally had, my insurance company stopped covering it last October after being on it for well over a year.
At that same time is when McDicky took over my care, he weaned me off and switched me to a medication he saw much better results with in his lupus patients. It was covered by my insurance, and he was right; it worked so much better than my previous anti-depressant. I noticed a decline in my joint pain and a huge elevation in my mood.
Why is that McDicky always right?
Two weeks ago, I called my pharmacy to get a refill and was told my insurance would no longer pay for that medication. Awesome. McDicky wrote a letter and called the insurance company, yet they still refused. Seriously, what the hell is the point of going to the damn doctors if the insurance company is going to refuse to pay for prescribed medications? Do they think I want to have to take an anti-depressant? It drives me insane, how are people supposed to get better???
I ran out, stopped cold turkey (I couldn’t afford the almost $700/month price tag), and crashed.
I crashed hard.
It took me a day to realize that I was withdrawing from the medication. I’m talking head spinning, nausea/diarrhea, fatigue, aches, mood swings, bizarre, vivid dreams, and so much more. It wasn’t quite as dramatic as Dr. Drew’s Sober House, but holy hell, it was rough. I’m better this week, but I still don’t feel quite right. I’ve been prescribed something else, and now I’m waiting patiently for it to get through my system and kick in.
It’s always something…
Emily from Words I Wheel By is a fantastic blogger I was connected with through the NE Bloggers Network. Emily was born with Larsen’s Syndrome, a rare neurologic disorder that affects her bones and joints, and due to her disease, she is wheel chair bound. I should mention that when Emily was 10, she was on Sesame Street. Jealous doesn’t even begin to describe it…
A great deal of her time is spent advocating for the disabled, not only through her blog, but writing for other online publications. Emily recently received her driver’s license, but unfortunately, does not have the funds to purchase a van adapted to her needs.
This is where you come in, folks. Emily entered a “Local Heroes” contest to win a wheelchair accessible vehicle (which can cost upward of $70,000), sponsored by the National Mobility Equipment Dealers Association. PLEASE, pretty please, go to her link and vote so she can win a vehicle, and gain some independence! C’mon, you all know how much of a bummer it was to have to rely on other people to get around. DO IT!
A happy HAPPY Birthday to my blog turned real-life Philly friend, Steph from Life According to Steph! Her birthday was on Saturday, but like me she celebrates her birthday the entire month! Stop by and wish her a happy birthday!
Speaking of birthdays, a happy HAPPY birthday to my second husband, Adam Levine. Can’t wait to celebrate!
April is just around the corner, which means it’s almost time for another spending freeze with Steph. Be sure to stay tuned for details and the date we will link up our results!
My mom and dad have two cats, Heckle and Jeckle, brothers from the same litter. Last week Jeckle was diagnosed with metastatic intestinal cancer, and unfortunately doesn’t have a lot of time left. My parents are devastated, and my heart is breaking for them. Please say a little prayer that Jeckle’s days are pain free and full of snuggles.
Where is that plane? I can’t begin to imagine the roller coaster of emotions the family of the passengers and crew are experiencing. Day 11, and it’s all still a mystery. It’s hard to believe that something like this can happen in 2014.
I see a collaboration with Jack Bauer and Raymond Reddington. If anyone can find that plane, it’s those two.
And lastly, I’ve mentioned
a million a few times that I was chosen as a WEGO Health Hilarious Health Activist finalist. I thought it was narrowed down to 10-20 finalists, but I realized there are 7 of us in my category. It’s such an honor to be recognized alongside the other fantastic hilarious health activists. Tune in Friday at noon (12pm EST) to WEGO Health when the winner is announced LIVE! Good luck to all my fellow finalists!!!
Crazy hair, don’t care.
Love you all.