Posted 2/27/2008 6:23 PM (GMT -6)
Randy: when I lost ten pounds in three weeks during the time I was focusing on quitting smoking, I threw myself off the wagon. I remember entirely too well what it was like to start losing weight at that rate, not be able to stop it, and how hard it was to get my weight back up. During discussion with teh doc today, he said as much as he hated to say it, maybe quitting is something I should put off until I get a few other things in order, like the anxiety meds, this virus thing I have, and the arthritis (which he says bears some more looking into). When I did quit, I was super miserable (DTs) for about a day and a half. For that three weeks, I had one here and there, but kept working on quitting. But following the initial withdrawal, it was just that my appetite was gone -- the idea of eating was totally repellant. And I don't really have any hard and fast cigarette routines that revolve around food. Contrary to other folks, cigarettes have always acted as an apetite stimulant for me. Go fig, I gotta be weird. There are some options for keeping weight on, medication-wise, but the main one was something I'd tried for anxiety and it made me totally non-functional, so that isn't so much of an option.
So weight loss is something I'm just a little on teh paranoid side about.
The doc had me laughing, though. He came back in wtih some more samples of the Effexor (we're going with a lower dose, but I still can't afford the rx), and he said "Sara, friend, you are complicated. You handle it well, though." :) My file looks like a copy of War and Peace! Then I got to tell the doc that one of his other very puzzling patients is my Uncle. He just shook his head and told me I'd added a whole new twist to the plot. :)