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Special Effexor: Puke not, my friends!

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Okay, it's been something like 10 days since I doubled my dose (up to 75 mg), and I finally think I've got the nausea kicked. I put it like that because it really does feel sometimes like I'm in a martial arts battle with these side effects. Take that, nausea! Kick to the head!

I've found that initial side effects tend to go away if you hang in there long enough. Now I just have to get through the fatigue. Yesterday I fell asleep in my chair in a noisy hotel lobby. Despite going to bed at 10:30 last night, I wasn't able to wake up until 10:30 this morning.

But I know the fatigue will dissipate, at which point I'll be able to truly assess whether the medication is working to lessen my depression. I try to give a new med at least a month before I question its efficacy. So far I'm too overwhelmed by the physical side effects to tell if I feel less depressed.

Ka-bang!

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Liz, your documentation of your progress is more comforting than you know -- to many of us going through various sorts of rough patches.

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Liz Spikol is senior contributing editor of Philadelphia Weekly. She writes the award-winning column The Trouble With Spikol, which began as a chronicle of her struggle with mental illness, and has since expanded into humorous musings on everything from graphic novels to how to use a mop. She also writes the paper's book review column, Lit Gloss. This blog -- named one of the Top 10 Bipolar Blogs of 2007 by PsychCentral -- is about mental illness policy, news, personal journeys and more.