A quick update

I haven't written for awhile - I had the pain clinic decrease my fentanyl patch from 50 mcg/hr to 37.5 mcg/hr (which is a 25 patch & a 12.5 patch) beginning 4 days ago, and I've been in quite a bit of pain, despite my breakthrough meds. I'm also decreasing my Paxil from 40 mg to zero (I'm down to 10 mg), overlapping it with Prozac so that the short half-life of Paxil doesn't cause SSRI discontinuation syndrome as I cut it down (the whole discontinuation thing TOTALLY sucks - tingly extremities, "electric shocks" through my head, extreme irritability, total insomnia, and crying for no reason.) If you're taking Paxil and want to taper off of it, talk to your doctor about adding 20 mg or so of Prozac during the taper, for a Prozac a day keeps the SSRI discontinuation syndrome away. At least it has for me - I've been decreasing by 10 mg every 2 or 3 weeks, and haven't had problems so far. Except for my anxiety going through the roof.

I start back to school in a week, and I'm so nervous about it. I could really use your prayers, please - because I'm still sick, and I'm so anxious, and sad, and lonely. It gets increasingly harder to put on a face in public, you know? So I haven't written here, because I'm afraid I would end up saying what I actually think. I'm just not one of those people who is all, "I'm fine on my own!" because I'm not. I need Christ. I need Scott. I need my family, and I need friends. I need people to hug me occasionally; to send a quick message to let me know they're thinking of me. I need to be told that things are going to be okay. I don't care if that makes me seem weak, because I AM weak. I'm not sure how else to cry for help - help. Help. Help.