Jean Poutine
January 27th, 2009, 07:31 PM
So I'm also diagnosed with hypochondriasis, actually. Mild, but still there.
I have a not nice bronchitis right now and I had my mom go to the drugstore and "pick me up anything that'll clear out the god damn muck I have down the throat". So she asked a pharmacist who gave her cough syrup.
What happens all too often happened : she forgot to tell the pharmacist I was on anti-depressants.
Cough syrup is contra-indicated for people using anti-depressants.
I didn't know either so I took the required dosage, and I also happened to read the back of the box (ironically, I always do AFTER taking the drugs).
Oh shit.
I just spent 2 hours of my life seeking reassurance. And I'm STILL not convinced. I still think I could die from 37.5mg of venlaxafine and two tablespoons of cough syrup. Heck, I'm so worked up my neck is stiff as hell.
I had my mom call :
-urgence santé (it's like 911 but when you're not going to die soon)
-antipoison center
-pharmacist
The syrup I took doesn't have DM so I won't die, or so said the antipoison center (they obviously have every contra-indication, and what happens when you mix drugs together. Must be a fun job). But who's going to trust the god damn antipoison center?
All in all, as I said, 2 hours wasted in vain. And incredible amounts of tension. And me whimpering because I'm going to die soon. Well, (maybe) not really, but you get the point.
And I was that close to make her call 911 and have them keep me for the night just in case my internal organs melted or something.
I'll only be sure if I wake up tomorrow.
Hypochondriasis is a serious condition, too. The famous "health phobia" IS very bothersome. I take an humored stance towards that because it is a little funny. but no one should forget the distress it genuinely causes in somebody.
Oh, by the way, when I get a good migraine, I sometimes think I have a brain tumor. It might seem silly, but I'd rank hypochondriasis all the way up with social anxiety. Thinking you're going to end up in the hospital, or in the grave, every time you feel the smallest itch, muscle tension or gastrointestinal trouble is NOT fun.
You might wonder why I created this thread. Perhaps just to inform. Perhaps to see if others are like me.
I have a not nice bronchitis right now and I had my mom go to the drugstore and "pick me up anything that'll clear out the god damn muck I have down the throat". So she asked a pharmacist who gave her cough syrup.
What happens all too often happened : she forgot to tell the pharmacist I was on anti-depressants.
Cough syrup is contra-indicated for people using anti-depressants.
I didn't know either so I took the required dosage, and I also happened to read the back of the box (ironically, I always do AFTER taking the drugs).
Oh shit.
I just spent 2 hours of my life seeking reassurance. And I'm STILL not convinced. I still think I could die from 37.5mg of venlaxafine and two tablespoons of cough syrup. Heck, I'm so worked up my neck is stiff as hell.
I had my mom call :
-urgence santé (it's like 911 but when you're not going to die soon)
-antipoison center
-pharmacist
The syrup I took doesn't have DM so I won't die, or so said the antipoison center (they obviously have every contra-indication, and what happens when you mix drugs together. Must be a fun job). But who's going to trust the god damn antipoison center?
All in all, as I said, 2 hours wasted in vain. And incredible amounts of tension. And me whimpering because I'm going to die soon. Well, (maybe) not really, but you get the point.
And I was that close to make her call 911 and have them keep me for the night just in case my internal organs melted or something.
I'll only be sure if I wake up tomorrow.
Hypochondriasis is a serious condition, too. The famous "health phobia" IS very bothersome. I take an humored stance towards that because it is a little funny. but no one should forget the distress it genuinely causes in somebody.
Oh, by the way, when I get a good migraine, I sometimes think I have a brain tumor. It might seem silly, but I'd rank hypochondriasis all the way up with social anxiety. Thinking you're going to end up in the hospital, or in the grave, every time you feel the smallest itch, muscle tension or gastrointestinal trouble is NOT fun.
You might wonder why I created this thread. Perhaps just to inform. Perhaps to see if others are like me.