The first pdoc I went to was a complete jerk. He treated me like I was nothing more than a boat payment to him. He was cold and rude, but worst of all he screwed me up so much. First he wants me to switch from effexor to wellbutrin and depakote. He didnt tell me how, so I call back that night and he says to go off it cold turkey!!! I didnt know any better and I did. You CANT cut Effexor cold turkey at a higher dosage.
I thought I was going to die. In two days I slowly got to the point where I couldnt stand, I could barely sit up on my own, I was voimting, had those electrical shock sensations in my head, I was starting to hallucinate, it was awful, but then I called walgreens and the pharmacist told me what was going on, my pdocs office on call doc told me he couldnt help me cause he wasnt my doc so Id have to wait till monday. so I go in on monday and tell him what happened and he yells at me and says he never told me to do that. So I slowly take my time and wean off of it and a month down the road I go in and he asks what meds im on and I say them and happily say "and Im finally off the effexor" and he yells at me again. "why were you taking effexor, I never told you to take that stuff, it can kill you." What the freakin hell, Yea, uh,, my general doc had me on it before I was diagnosed bipo. Uhh, he literally yelled at me like three times, then I finally found a new pdoc. Some docs are awful. My pdoc now is ok, we've butted heads the last couple times, but I think it was mainly me not wanting to take more pills so I just shut her off.