Throwback Thursdays feature relevant posts (of about 20) from a private, online journal I kept last fall. They chronicle my time during a depressive episode, which led to another round of ECT. You’ll read firsthand what that was like for me. The entries are slightly edited for clarity, and with regard to anonymity. Also, I describe how the actual procedure is done from start to finish in a previous post. And, as stated on my About page, I don’t advocate for or against using ECT. I’m just sharing my experience.
ECT #2 – November 4, 2016
I was supposed to have ECT #2 on Wednesday, but my husband overslept. We might have made it, but I didn’t want to rush, especially for that. I don’t like rushing in general. I wish we made it, because my mood started waning as the week went on.
ECT Doctor 2 is the one who had been administering my ECTs for like, the past year or so. Wednesday was his last day. Now it’s ECT Doctor 3, who did mine once before, but he didn’t remember me. Anyway, I think he really cranked up the juice because since I woke up my memory has been worse than ever on an ECT day.
He told me that 3x/week is the acute phase of treatment, which I’m currently having. He didn’t say how often I’d be doing it the week after next. I honestly don’t know how much of this I can take because of the memory thing, but just the one treatment I had was so helpful.
Also, my voice was (and is) hoarse when I woke up, and I don’t know why. At least I woke up in a calm state.
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