In the last couple of weeks two things happened: I became very much confused and appeared to be drunk on occasions (without drinking any alcohol); and I had restarted taking my antidepressant, Mirtazapine. On Friday evening past, I failed to take my medication, and on Saturday I felt much more myself. Following discussion with my husband, we put it down to the failure to take Mirtazepine.
This morning, Andrew and I went to my GP. There, we discussed how I had been and it was agreed to take me off the Mirtazapine. This had already been my decision and I had basically gone cold-turkey since Friday. In a couple of weeks, I am to return to my GP for re-evaluation. Lucky me, I have to go in fasting so that they can do a whole raft of blood tests too. Woohoo!
My GP took my blood pressure whilst I was…
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