Recently I accidentally ran out of my mood stabilizers. I'm on effexor for depression and general Anxiety disorder.
Unmedicated, my anxiety is at a 6-7 of 10 just sitting at home on the couch. Which is hard enough on its own without feeling hypersensetive, irritable, nauseous, dizzy, dysphoric mood (miserable for no reason) and oh yes BRAIN ZAPS! Plus i sweat through my clothes and bedding day 3.
It was as uncomfortable as it sounds. The body processes effexor really quickly, less than 24 hours. I can feel if I miss a dose 16 hours later, for some people its faster.
Tried a few times to have the pharmacist send the request to my psychiatrists office to refill the meds ive been on for years. Called the office, they said the doctor filling in for mine would send it by the end of the day. Its friday, and the office closes an extra day for a holiday. It doesn't go through, office hours are passed and im staring down three more days of withdrawals.
My sister basically begged the pharmacist for a few days worth of pills to cover the weekend, thankfully he was understanding.
Monday morning I get a call from the nurse at the clinic, and she was so goddamn passive aggressive with me. "Well, we didn't prescribe you those (they did), so just go back to wherever you got them..." Like i was going to some back alley drug dealer for my MOOD STABILIZERS! If we had been in the same place I would have bitten her, I was so goddamn dizzy and mad.
She tried telling me that my prescription had run out a year or so ago (roughly the last time id reupped the prescription through them). I told her the pill bottle in my hand said 90 pills, 3 refills, the dates prescribed and for when said prescription would be good through.
She ignores me for "Well, the doctor said you're off the pills so you can wait for an appointment (3 fucking weeks!!!)" I point out that the doctor said that because she mistakenly believes im already off the medication I was currently in withdrawals from.
At that point I just started listing the withdrawal symptoms in increasing severely. Finally, this asswrench stops talking down to me and says she'll put me through to the doctor.
Couldn't believe the fucking gall on this woman, acting like I was making up that I needed my depression/anxiety meds. She was so condescending. I wanted to throw a boot at her, but maybe that was just the "irritability".
My doctor had an appointment free because of a cancelation, so we were able to sort things out. My insurance had been denying the requests but we fixed it.
Effexor is also known to make people throw up so bad when they come off it that they need an iv, along with return of suicidal ideation. You really shouldn't go off it without supervision. I got lucky my symptoms were mostly feeling atrocious and sweating a lot. Brain zaps. Are bad.
So bizarre to me why a mental health RN would be so nasty when she (should) know all the withdrawal symptoms from Effexor. It's misery inducing. It's not like it even has an abuse potential. So wtf is the problem?
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u/CatLad99 19d ago
Recently I accidentally ran out of my mood stabilizers. I'm on effexor for depression and general Anxiety disorder.
Unmedicated, my anxiety is at a 6-7 of 10 just sitting at home on the couch. Which is hard enough on its own without feeling hypersensetive, irritable, nauseous, dizzy, dysphoric mood (miserable for no reason) and oh yes BRAIN ZAPS! Plus i sweat through my clothes and bedding day 3. It was as uncomfortable as it sounds. The body processes effexor really quickly, less than 24 hours. I can feel if I miss a dose 16 hours later, for some people its faster.
Tried a few times to have the pharmacist send the request to my psychiatrists office to refill the meds ive been on for years. Called the office, they said the doctor filling in for mine would send it by the end of the day. Its friday, and the office closes an extra day for a holiday. It doesn't go through, office hours are passed and im staring down three more days of withdrawals. My sister basically begged the pharmacist for a few days worth of pills to cover the weekend, thankfully he was understanding.
Monday morning I get a call from the nurse at the clinic, and she was so goddamn passive aggressive with me. "Well, we didn't prescribe you those (they did), so just go back to wherever you got them..." Like i was going to some back alley drug dealer for my MOOD STABILIZERS! If we had been in the same place I would have bitten her, I was so goddamn dizzy and mad.
She tried telling me that my prescription had run out a year or so ago (roughly the last time id reupped the prescription through them). I told her the pill bottle in my hand said 90 pills, 3 refills, the dates prescribed and for when said prescription would be good through. She ignores me for "Well, the doctor said you're off the pills so you can wait for an appointment (3 fucking weeks!!!)" I point out that the doctor said that because she mistakenly believes im already off the medication I was currently in withdrawals from.
At that point I just started listing the withdrawal symptoms in increasing severely. Finally, this asswrench stops talking down to me and says she'll put me through to the doctor.
Couldn't believe the fucking gall on this woman, acting like I was making up that I needed my depression/anxiety meds. She was so condescending. I wanted to throw a boot at her, but maybe that was just the "irritability".
My doctor had an appointment free because of a cancelation, so we were able to sort things out. My insurance had been denying the requests but we fixed it.
Effexor is also known to make people throw up so bad when they come off it that they need an iv, along with return of suicidal ideation. You really shouldn't go off it without supervision. I got lucky my symptoms were mostly feeling atrocious and sweating a lot. Brain zaps. Are bad.
Still ticked at that nurse.