Lis, you're right that I went back up. I'm taking 225 mg now. The prompt made me realize that there is a correlation between the two, because it wasn't the baclofen!
Sam, the reason I went back up didn't really have anything to do with booze. It was because I was so incredibly anxious and (now) depressed. I really, really wish I hadn't gone down so far and for so long. (By the way, I only went down about 10 mg/MONTH so it was not a matter of a too fast titration. I suspect that baclofen works for me. But that remains to be seen, I guess.)
Stuck, I know you're right. I find it almost impossible to make myself do any real exercise. Even though I KNOW it is absolutely the key to getting and staying well. It's so fucking frustrating. But the pilates class should help. And now that I'm settled into class, I can add to it at the gym. (I'm absolutely going to pay someone. I think it's the only thing that will get me to do anything.) And when I was in my 20s, I was very lucky, very stupid, and lived off of Reeses and coffee. And booze. Not that much has changed. ha! (Except booze.)
All that said, today was a really good day. My class is on the third floor, and I swear I walked those steps no less than ten times. Campus is huge and I walked all over in order to do the things I was supposed to do before class started. (ID, book, etc...) Plus, it was fun. The same exact class that completely freaked me out two months ago, and today it was...fun. I'm eager. It's refreshing. Yay!
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