Nursing & Depression - page 9
While visiting in the lounge one day, we discovered that every nurse there was on an anti-depressant. I have had 'Treatment Resistant Depression' for about 20 years--as long as I've been a nurse. ... Read More
Sep 10, '02"They clear the fog out of our heads so we can get on with the work of becoming who we really are."
Sep 10, '02Regarding the use of antidepressants and their side-effects I am currently adjusting mine.After reading my post on the "clumsiest moment" thread a little light bulb came on in my hard head.I have had many more falls since going on the zoloft and continuing the welbutrin...AI don't recall actually feeling dizzy-or tripping..Just one second I am standing and the next instant the ground is getting really close to my face very rapidly...So-I am going off of the welbutrin...I hope that helps because the zoloft has been such a great thing for me...Anyone else notice this type of symptom? Dizziness is noted as a possible side effect-but I have not been....just can't stand up....Also I am glad that the threads dealing with this subject are running on here-if it helps one person get some help for themselves it is worth baring our souls here....I am not so sure that some people will ever accept depression for what it truly is-the posts containing ignorant remarks continue...The same songs over and over on the radio are "depressing"..or a massage will pull you out of it...you are weak....you are doing it to yourself in some way...It's no big deal.....Hopefully these people will never have a significant other with this problem---I feel sorry for the s.o. if they do.....
Sep 11, '02Hopefully, they will never have to deal with the problem THEMSELVES. These folks are, in my experience, the ones who are most likely to come to a bad end, because they refuse to acknowledge that they HAVE a problem. You can't fix something if you don't know it's "broke". I know a lot of people in my age group (40-something) and older who were raised in homes where you kept a stiff upper lip, presented a good front, and never admitted to any kind of weakness. God forbid the neighbors should find out we weren't perfect!! But depression, or any other mental illness (there, I said it) isn't something that goes away just because we ignore it out of fear, or shame. I think we would have fewer suicides if only mental disorders were treated like any other kind of illness in this society.......!
Sep 11, '02"We are not alone"
"God forbid the neighbors, found out we were anything but perfect."
"I am not so sure that people will ever accept depression for what it truly is..."
just reading and admiring my fellow posters here....
thx for sharing so openly, because we need each other in this world..............
now to add my not so profound, but from experience quote........
"Prozac is not a happy pill"
neither is life fair or always happy
But that is not what we are talking about here.....
We are talking about real people with real depression which involved a biochemical imbalance........
We do not relish it, love it, but we do live with it......and sometimes it is controlled and we
stigmas, stigmas, stigmas.......
all i see is stigmas......
bust those stigmas down........
Sep 11, '02During this thread, there has been the analogy made between depression and any other illness, such as diabetes. You wouldn't tell a diabetic to just "snap out of it" for example. I am IDDM. From time to time at work, I've run to the candy machine, and popped in a few quarters to get a candy bar. It's always such an inconvenience to go into a coma at work! Invariably, someone will tell me (a nurse!), "you can't have that, you're a diabetic!" They say this while believing that sugar "causes" diabetes, and if I'd just not eat that candy bar, I'd be fine. (nevermind a blood sugar of 20!)
Well, I don't mean to talk about diabetes in this thread (except that there is a high incidence of depression with diabetes), but to point out that even in the nursing profession, many do not keep informed of the latest advances. Those who believe a diabetic shouldn't have sugar are operating at the 1950's philosophy when there wasn't any other treatments except not to eat!
Just as it is in depression. Medical advances and research continue at as astounding rate. I do agree that depression has a stigma attached to it. It is within our generation, or our parents' generation, when depression wasn't depression but "melancholia" and those people were put away in the State mental hospitals! These stigmas are from ignorance, not unkindness, even within the healthcare profession. Education! Education for ourselves and the public! We've got to get out of the 1950s with our thinking about depression and a host of other diseases.Last edit by Youda on Sep 11, '02
Sep 11, '02out of 1940's and 1950's and before with our thinking.....
that melancholia, those vapors.....
that see no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil
it is evil to keep the stigma's and lack of knowledge in place
micro and out
Sep 12, '02And don't forget the ever-popular "nervous breakdown".....that was what it was called when my grandmother went through a depressive episode back in the 1950s. I remember my mother telling me about it in a hush-hush tone when I was a young girl in the '60s, and it was just this terrible taboo, like the "funny uncle" and the 400-pound aunt on her side of the family and the alcoholics on my dad's side. My family was probably typical of the era, but when I look back I feel sad for all the "black sheep" on both sides, myself included. It wasn't until both parents had been gone for some time that I was able to bring my own problems out into the open and begin the healing process, and the others never got that chance. In addition to having depression, I'm also a recovering alcoholic----sober now for 10 years, 8 months, and 11 days, thank God!!----and I spent a lot of years feeling worthless. In fact, my life didn't really even start until I was well into my 30s; I went to college, got my nursing degree, and became a productive member of society all after the age of 35. I'm not "fixed" yet, but I'm a helluva lot closer to where I want to be in life than I was even a couple of years ago, when the depression started in again. Looking back, I think that was my first clue that I was going into perimenopause, because the hot flashes started coming about 6 months later (that's a story for another day, this one's already too long). Anyway, I'm glad that people are talking about this disorder now instead of acting as if it were something shameful, or as if it were some kind of lifestyle choice (who would CHOOSE to feel like pond scum??!) that we could change at will.
Sep 12, '02choosing to feel like pond scum is not a choice......
I humbly thank you for posting,
Sep 12, '02Interesting link--a psychiatrist's experience.
Sep 12, '02Faithless....
A world without belief
No hope, no love, .... no relief.
No good, no evil,.... nothing in between.
Living in a void, never changing scenes.
Bloodless, painless, aching misery...
no chance for any better destiny.
Life remains, despite it's need to end.
Lifeless, soul-less, hopeless....
Wishing I could mend.
Waiting, wanting, ...anticipating....
One final, endless, lasting sleep.
Struggling to climb life's last hill.
fimally realizing....knowing it's just....
Sep 12, '02Sorry I've not taken the time to read all of these posts......just some of them. So far, I didn't see a post where anybody mentioned chemical/hormonal imbalences????
I've suffered with depression for most of my adult life. It comes and goes. Those of you who have been victims, you know what I'm talking about when I say that if it were 'just as simple as snapping out of it'...we would. Its like falling into a black hole....no sides to grab on to!!
I've just completed a national study for some 'new' meds due to come out......needless to say, I was one of thse that got the placebo.........yuck! They plan on Rx somethng to help and I must wait a week. I'm just sick of feeling so tired, blue and 'out of sorts'....I don't let it effect my job.....I can't....I love my job.....
I also suffer from Fibromyalgia and Arthritis.....Caring for others helps me take my mind off of myself for awhile.
We are not crazy just because we feel blue......we help others and sometimes we need others to care for us too!
Hugs to all of you.......:kiss