Saturday, 24 October 2015

The Anti-Depressive Story

It's an interesting item that got into the news this week via the Journal of Clinical Psychiatry.  I admit....it's not a publication that I'd read much, but someone talked about the item and referred the article.....so I read it.

Some smart guys have sat down and analyzed the heck out of patients and the diagnosis of depression.  They've come to this surprising number.....roughly seventy-percent of all patients using anti-depressants.....aren't really clinically depressed.

There are set standards about being noted as depressed, or having depressive disorders.  In fact, there's a set standard for obsessive-compulsive disorder, panic attacks, phobias, and anxiety....of which roughly forty percent of people taking some good drugs.....just aren't that ill to require such drugs.

Naturally, it'd make you sit there and ponder this.

What the numbers people say is that roughly one out of every four adult women now in the nation.....are on some type of anti-depressant.  Guys?  One out of every seven.

What happens if you overuse some anti-depressant?  You end up with a second condition: sexual dysfunction, dizziness, dry mouth, sweating profusely, feeling nausea around the clock, headaches, diarrhea, nervousness, restlessness, agitation with people, insomnia and drowsiness.  Naturally, with this new problem.....you seek another drug to fix this problem.  You can imagine sitting there with Doctor Bill and he gives you some great blue pills for sex, some pill for dizziness which he thinks is related to blood-pressure issues, some sleeping pill for the insomnia, and recommends a diet change to counter the diarrhea which seems to occur daily now.

For an older guy who might be single....this odd report likely makes him start to question any single gal in the neighborhood who seems to be open for a date, doesn't seem to be crazy, and bakes decent cookies.  He'll eventually ask this potential older gal (in her forties).....if she's on 'meds'.  She'll be puzzled by this and think it's a problem.....so she won't admit she's on anti-depressive drugs.  

We are a crazy society of sorts.  Sometimes.....we think we have a problem and seek to fix it.  Only to learn later that we didn't have a problem, but by taking the "fix".....we helped to create a second, third and fourth problem, which add layers of issues onto our lives that didn't exist before.

The good news?  Maybe you aren't depressed, or maybe you just are plain average when we talk about obsessive-compulsive.

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