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My doctor’s appointment went well. He agreed with what our family friend suggested and seemed surprised I had not yet been advised to do so. I think he suggested a similar treatment plan when I was in high school, but I was afraid of taking (or, perhaps too immature and proud to take) a medication commonly used to treat depression. Anyway, my doctor put me on Cymbalta® and asked me to come back in two weeks to evaluate my progress before stepping me up to a higher dosage.
I am excited to try this new regimen and am optimistic it will work. To be honest, it can’t be worse. This is a win-win situation. The worst case scenario still allows me to check one more possible treatment off of my To Do list and brings me closer to the one that will help. All the while I intend to continue doing all I can to pull myself out of this flare-up. I’ve got a great team and a lot of faith. Bring it on.
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