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Today, I started a higher dose of Cymbalta for fibromyalgia. I went from 30 mg to 60 mg. On the bright side, just like with Effexor, my knees are not hurting and I can climb the stairs without looking like a 90-year-old woman. I’m not stiff or writhing in pain. My anxiety is gone. That raging ball of fire inside me is now like a placid lake. No more racing thoughts from my attention-deficit disorder, either.
But the dark side of it is that it’s like I took a big dose of fukitol, just the way Effexor made me feel, except Cymbalta is faster-acting and more intense. I just hope this feeling goes away once I settle into this new dosage, although the lower dosage wasn’t that great, either. After a week of not sleeping well, I finally crashed this weekend, thinking my sleep problems were over.
I got maybe five hours of light sleep last night and woke up just sick as hell, with that icky, nauseous, foggy-brained, I-didn’t-sleep-at-all-last-night-and-I’m-gonna-hurl feeling. Ew! I drank some ginger tea, then took my morning pharmacy-load of meds.
After I took my meds, I felt like my blood sugar was dropping too low. My hypoglycemia hasn’t given me problems in ages, so I’m not sure what that was about. I went back to the kitchen and made a smoothie with kale, a banana, almond milk, and some nuts.
I’m not sure what made me sick(er), if it was the higher dose of Cymbalta, the carbs in the smoothie, or sleep deprivation, but whatever it was knocked me on my ass. I had to go back to bed – and that’s where I’ve spent most of the day, lying around in a semi-conscious trance, because I’m completely drained.
I feel like a zombie – just uncomfortably numb. No emotions, other than feeling a wee bit grumpy, no ideas or thoughts to ponder, no creativity, no sense of humor, just blah. How much of this is sleep deprivation and how much is Cymbalta, I don’t know yet.
Maybe it will go away.
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