That awkward moment when, in doing your own research about possibly starting on imipramine, a tricyclic antidepressant, you find that one of the common side effects is increased heart rate. Urgh. Given that I deal with an increased/elevated heart rate a lot of the time already (my normal resting heart rate, even when I was able to be running most days was generally over 90, normal for an active person would likely be below 65), this wasn't exactly something that I wanted to read about.
Did I mention that except for the Eating Disorder team at the health clinic I go to for that, it is very hard to get in contact with anyone of my medical professionals? My dentist figured that he would have an answer back from my internal medicine specialist within a week, it has now been two weeks and I have yet to hear from him. I'm going to phone tomorrow, because the last thing I want is further problems with my teeth to continue. And I need to know when I can get these stupid extra teeth out so that I can plan my summer! Amadeus has to be sent off for a tune-up at some point, preferably when my wisdom teeth come out (it will make the separation a lot more bearable and my recovery a lot easier).
But yeah, that is one of those 'awkward moments'. Sigh.
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