I already know that at least three of my meds cause depression, maybe four. One causes SERIOUS depression, even suicidal thoughts.
Neophyte hope the spelling is correct. Nasty stuff, I kept breaking my bones due to sudden spasms that caused my feet to twist. I had the electric tests that showed that I had a severe case and needed surgery. I did not like the surgeon I was sent to and decided to forgo that idea.
Funny, about a year ago I saw a ad for a lawyer that was getting a class law suit against a denture glue company where people who used the glue 24/7 had developed Neophyte. So as I have a lower plate and had used the glue for years decided to stop using the glue and the hell with others who looked at me odd, just go without it.
Last time I was tested for Neophyte after 12 months with no glue, my nerves were coming back big time.
As for the vit. B12, my blood tests come back as OK for the vit. and I have heard that at my age my stomach cannot process B12 to get it into my blood stream. Sub lingual will do it as will shots but taking oral pills is a waste of time and money.
As far as medication giving one the feelings of suicide, well these thoughts come unbidden to those on no medication.
I am on Effector for years due to my fear for my child's health, the one that needs a liver transplant. Strange that when things are at it's worse I never have any thought of sucicide, it just seems to come in as a very short fleeting thought when things are going well---10 seconds or so then gone.
Distractions from the thought, dog needs to go out, cats are fighting, phone rings, Fox has a news allert. ---all thoughts of self and whatever are gone.
I had my Mom get on my case today, she called me to reem out my butt. She said I looked like hell, never left the house and needed to get my hair cut, my nails done , get some exersise ---walk the dogs-- and begin to come back into the world of the living.
No excuses from me, just do it. She is threatening to visit unaounced 4 times a week and I had best have my hair combed, make up on and be ready to leave the house with her for a ride to the mall.
Thank God for mothers, she is almost 90 years old and ready to still be a Momma Bear for me.