It’s six weeks since I started taking Citalopram. As I’ve mentioned, I track my mood on Mappiness. The graph below shows how happy, relaxed and awake I’ve felt between the end of November and mid January. Overall, I think there’s been a slight improvement, although it’s not particularly clear.
A comparison to the same period last year provides even less clarity (there’s more data here, as I was tracking twice a day): I had a more pronounced upward trajectory this time last year, when I wasn’t on medication.
I saw the GP for a second follow-up on Thursday and mentioned that although I felt a bit better, I had noticed a similar pattern last year so wasn’t confident the change was due to medication. He didn’t really accept that explanation:
GP: I mean it can be a combination of things. Normally around the winter months, there’s less sunshine of-course, it affects people’s moods. And if you are pre-disposed to developing low moods anyway, probably it can make it a bit, exaggerate its effect. Now, ah, the other thing about the tablets is that ah, sometimes you don’t see the effect because it’s so gradual and what tends to happen is the only time that people realise it’s working is when they come off, and then they realise that it was working. So I think, you know, they’re actually working.
It’s winter now and I was telling him that I’m feeling a bit better, so his explanation made me feel that he wasn’t listening. From our previous conversations, I feel like he is very confident in the efficacy of SSRIs and that it would be very difficult to change that belief.
I’ve also felt in my two follow-up appointments that he’s not really interested in psychological treatments, and has only offered it as a complementary treatment because I wanted it. This time, I don’t think he would have even checked in about the counselling he’d referred me for, except that I brought it up.
GP: You still feel bad about yourself, self esteem?
Me: Yeah, that’s, yeah that’s still there. I’m gonna start counselling with Mind, but that’s not for a few weeks.
GP: Okay, okay. You managed to get hold of them.
Me: Yeah, yeah. So I had my assessment but I’ve just got to wait for them to allocate me a counsellor.
GP: Right. Great. Concentration?
He didn’t change my Citalopram dose, but gave me a repeat prescription and told me to come back in 3 months. I left my third appointment feeling frustrated. In my own line of work (a different health field), we talk constantly of “partnership-working”. In my first appointment, the GP gave me the phone number for Mind, but he drastically under-estimated how long I’d really have to wait to access counselling, didn’t know they offered evening appointments nor the actual cost, and he couldn’t tell me what type of counselling they offered. Now, he knows I’ve accessed the service but he’s not interested in knowing anything more.
It strikes me that once I start counselling, my counsellor will probably have the best insight into how my mood is changing. But there will be no discussions between my counsellor, my GP and I about these changes and my medication. This leaves me stuck in the middle, responsible for coordinating my treatment, and trying to communicate with a GP who believes that antidepressants are the best answer.