So I finally got into see the happy doctor today. (This was a rather long and convoluted process that involved getting an appointment with my regular doctor, and then eventually having him get me an appointment with the happy doctor.)

She’s increased my meds by half again, and we’re going to see how I do over the course of the next for weeks.

However. I’m already taking the maximum effective dosage for my anti-depressant, which is why my regular doctor couldn’t help me, since he didn’t want to change my meds. I also had discovered this on my own over the weekend when discussing different medications with a friend.

So I’m not trying to be negative, but I’m not actually expecting this medication increase to help much. But it won’t hurt. And it puts off having to try a different medication and the possibility of another Wellbutrin debacle. (Wellbutrin is counter-indicated for anxiety. I hadn’t realized until then that I was suffering from anxiety.)

So I’m still chugging along. I could really do without the despair sessions in the evenings, but perhaps the med boost will help alleviate them. And the increase in OCD symptoms.

So wish me luck. And wish Michael luck too, since he’s the one who has to put up with me.