Antidepressants: The baddest of the bad is revealed
08 February 2007Antidepressants are a family of drugs that are bad and dangerous to know – and now researchers have named Effexor (venlafaxine) as the baddest of the bad. Patients are much more likely to attempt suicide while taking Effexor than any of the other antidepressants, a new study has found.
The news comes as no surprise to those who’ve already been exposed to the drug. It’s considered to be one of the most powerful antidepressants, and one of the hardest to tolerate. In fact, around 19 per cent of patients stop taking the drug early because they can’t stand the side effects, which include anxiety, sexual dysfunction, weight gain, high blood pressure and thyroid depression. One patient even reported a sudden change of hair colour.
They are the lucky ones. Once over the initial hurdles of life-destroying side effects, withdrawal symptoms are so severe that it’s almost impossible to stop taking the drug.
Thousands of patients who signed a petition to the drug’s manufacturer, Wyeth-Ayerst, claim the drug company knew about the side effects and the withdrawal problems, but failed to properly disclose the facts.
Most of the problems were slowly drip-fed into the public arena over a period of eight years after the drug was first licensed, they say.
Now the last piece of the jigsaw has been revealed. Researchers from RTI Health Solutions at Manchester Science Park analysed the safety records of 219,088 patients from the UK who were taking an antidepressant between 1995 and 2005. Patients taking Effexor were nearly three times as likely to attempt suicide compared with a patient taking another antidepressant, including Prozac (fluoxetine).
(Source: British Medical Journal, 2007; 334: 242-5).
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Effexor: "Baddest of the bad."
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Quick Links
Mish links to a Bloomberg article stating that half of Americans take at least one prescription pill a month. I agree with Mish's statement that: "Throughout grade and high school, I do not recall any kids with attention problems. How is it that attention-deficit disorder is now so widespread? Are kids today different? Why?" Very good questions, Mish.
I personally think kids are kids, and they should allowed to be kids. And if they have problems, it is likely something in their environment (*cough* parenting, or lack thereof) that is causing it.
Almost half of Americans took at least one prescription drug per month in 2008, an increase of 10 percent over the past decade, a U.S. study found.
One of every five children ages 11 or younger took at least one medication each month in 2008, led by asthma and allergy treatments, according to the survey released today by the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. Among those ages 60 or older, 37 percent used five or more prescriptions per month.
The most common medications for adolescents were treatments for attention-deficit disorder, a condition in which people have trouble paying attention and engage in impulsive behavior.
For adults ages 20 to 59, antidepressants, including Eli Lilly & Co.’s Cymbalta and Pfizer Inc.’s Zoloft, were the most-used drugs. Cholesterol-lowering medications, including Pfizer Inc.’s Lipitor and AstraZeneca Plc’s Crestor, were the most common drugs taken by people ages 60 and over, with 45 percent of those in that age group on such therapies.
Also, this article from the NYT "Child’s Ordeal Shows Risks of Psychosis Drugs for Young" shows how some parents have gone full retard to deal with their kids.
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Kyle at the time was very aggressive and easily agitated, so you try to find medication that can make him more easily controlled, because you can’t reason with an 18-month-old,” Dr. deGravelle said in a telephone interview. But Kyle was not autistic — according to several later evaluations, including one that Dr. deGravelle arranged with a neurologist. Kyle did not have the autistic child’s core deficit of social interaction, Dr. Gleason said. Instead, he craved more positive attention from his mother.
“He had trouble communicating,” Dr. Gleason said. “He didn’t have people to listen to him.”
After the neurologist review, the diagnosis changed to “oppositional defiant disorder” and the Risperdal continued.
Just 18 months old. Unreal.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
"Anatomy of an Epidemic" Part 2: The Origins of Psychopharmacology
Modern day psychiatry is saying they can do the same thing. Feeling a little down? Cure it with this SSRI. Having problems focusing? No problem, how about some ritalin. The problem is that while psychiatry and the pharmaceutical companies want you to believe that these are "magic bullets," and that they understand exactly their long term impact on the brain, they really don't. They basically know that there are three chemicals that affect the functioning of the brain: serotonin, dopamine, and norepinephrine. But how these all interact to produce memory, emotion, ethics, behavior, instinct -- in short, YOU -- they really have no idea. They claim that because 28% of depressed people had low serotonin levels in a study that boosting serotonin levels will cure depression. Nevermind that 25% of the normal control group also had similarly low serotonin levels. But I'm getting ahead of myself. That is for part three which will be about the theory of chemical imbalances in the brain.
The point is, these drugs are not cures. They exhibit certain effects whose ultimate impact are not entirely understood. They also burden the user with uncomfortable side effects, and then later agonizing withdrawal should the user decide to stop. The users of antidepressants are quite literally addicts, and Effexor is one of the worst, if not THE worst to come off of because of it's relatively short half life of around 20 hours (vs Prozac which has a half life of 1-7 days, depending).
Psychopharmacology would like you to think that these drugs were all carefully tailored and engineered specifically for the intended purpose. This isn't really true.
Thorozine, the drug that started it all, was originally discovered when searching for a cure for malaria. When that didn't work, they found it had antihistamine and possibly anesthetic properties. They began testing it in surgery and Henri Laborit noticed it could be used in psychiatry.
This new drug, chlorpromazine [marketed as Thorozine in the U.S.], apparently disconnected brain regions that controlled both motor movement and the mounting of emotional responses, and yet did so without causing the rats to lose consciousness.
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Although today we think of lobotomy as a mutilating surgery, at that time it was regarded as a useful operation. Only two years earlier, the Nobel Prize in Medicine had been awarded to the Portuguese neurologist, Egas Moniz, who had invented it. The press, in its most breathless moments, had even touted lobotomy as an operation that plucked madness neatly from the mind. But what the surgery most reliably did, and this was well understood by those who performed the operation, was change people in a profound way. It made them lethargic, disinterested, and childlike. That was seen by the promoters of lobotomy as an improvement over what the patients had been before -- anxious, agitated, and filled with psychotic thoughts -- and now, if Laborit was to be believed, a pill had been discovered that could transform patients in a similar way.
Anatomy of an Epidemic, page 49
Physicians in the United States similarly understood that this new drug was not fixing any known pathology. "We have to remember that we are not treating diseases with this drug," said psychiatrist E. H. Parsons, at a 1955 meeting in Philadelphia on chlorpromazine. "We are using a neuropharmacologic agent to produce a specific effect."Anatomy of an Epidemic, page 50-51
An article published in the Science News Letter ... put the animal experiments into a human frame of reference. If you took a minor tranquilizer, he explained, "this would mean that you might still feel scared when you see a car speeding towards you, but the fear would not make you run."Anatomy of an Epidemic, page 52-53
So there you have it. The drugs that launched the Psychopharmacology revolution were originally intended to treat malaria, gram negative bacterial infections, and TB, but were then used to induce certain psychological effects in humans. It seems clear that the developers did not fully understand the full long term implications of the drugs they were issuing and that trend seems to persist today.Iproniazid was seen as having the greater potential, but initial tests did not find it to be particularly effective in lifting spirits, and there were reports that it could provoke mania. Tuberculosis patients treated with iproniazid were also developing so many nasty side effects -- dizziness, constipation, difficulty urinating, neuritis, perverse skin sensations, confusion, and psychosis -- that its use had to be curtailed in sanitariums.Anatomy of an Epidemic, page 53
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Stories of the Effuxed. Meet "Picking up the Pieces"
I have read a lot of your stories and decided to add mine as well. I suffered from depression and later anxiety since high school. After the birth of my 2nd son, it reached an all time low. When he was about 15 mos old, my doctor tried me on Paxil, Paxil CR, and others due to insurance problems. Finally, I started seeing a therapist when he was 3, and he put me on Effexor XR. At first, as with most everyone, it was amazing. I felt great...better than I had in years! I even recommended it to my friends! But within 9 months, my family noticed that my attitude and personality had been changing...ALOT. I became very selfish and assertive, not in a good way. I started working for a friend and it was great. Too great. Within a couple of months we had an affair. Now let me stop right there for a moment and tell you I came from a very religious background for one thing and always felt very very strongly against anything morally wrong. And I loved my husband for the 11 years we were married at that point. He was the most amazing man I knew, loving, patient, helpful, and the best father ever. But there I was hating him, putting him down, cheating on him. This was so opposite of who I was. That man was also on the meds and his wife had said this was a side effect...so to speak. I thought she was crazy, so did my therapist. So I was on it for another 3 months. The relationship with that man ended, and I stayed with my husband. I finally decided to go off the meds and it was awful. If not for my kids, I would not be alive. Fast forward 18 months, I couldn't take it anymore. Work and everything was getting to me so I went back to my therapist. They put me on Zoloft but it made me sick. He said he saw me at my best on Effexor so I tried again. In 6 months, I was back at it again, my 2nd affair with the same man. Only this time, no matter how much my husband tried, I was determined to divorce him after 13 years, even to the mental distress of my 2 kids! In between the 2 tries of meds, we had no real problems, so this was really a shock to him. The following summer, I finally saw the light. The relationship was a lie. I missed my family so badly. And I realized that I only thought I was happy on the Effexor. It changed me completely. I was not the loving, caring, help you if I can person I always was... I was a lying, cheating, selfish, you know what! I abandoned my family, my values, everything. I have been off of the Effexor for a year now. I am truly happy for the 1st time in a long time. I have gone a different route for therapy: I talk about all of my feelings with my family, no matter how bad. I am fortunate that my ex husband is the amazing man he is and sees that it wasn't the real me that did all of those horrible things...although I still take responsibility for them. We are now trying to work on a fresh relationship, rebuilding our family on truth, trust and knowledge. And I know that it was the Effexor that changed me and will NEVER take AD's again! In fact, I now make it clear to all of my friends that they need to be very careful about the meds they are considering.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
"Anatomy of an Epidemic" Part 1: The central premise
I received my copy of Anatomy of an Epidemic by Robert Whitaker today. Over the coming weeks I will post selected facts and excerpts from the book, with a focus on the statistical results of the studies.
I'm only a few pages in, and the central premise of the book is so clear and in some ways the question seems so obvious that it makes me wonder why no one bothered to ask before:
Given this great advance in care [introduction of psychotropic drugs] we should expect that the number of disabled mentally ill in the United States, on a per-capita basis, would have declined over the past fifty years. We should also expect that the number of disabled mentally ill, on a per-capita basis, would have declined since the arrival in 1988 of Prozac and the other second-generation psychiatric drugs. We should see a two-step drop in disability rates. Instead, as the psychopharmacology revolution has unfolded, the number of disabled mentally ill in the United States has skyrocketed. Moreover, this increase in the number of disabled mentally ill has accelerated further since the introduction of Prozac and other second-generation psychiatric drugs. Most disturbing of all, this modern-day plague has now spread to the nations children.
-- Anatomy of an Epidemic by Robert Whitaker, page 3 (bold emphasis added)
In 1987, there were 1.25 million people receiving an SSI or SSDI payment because they were disabled by mental illness, or 1 in every 184 Americans.
-- Anatomy of an Epidemic by Robert Whitaker, page 6
The Food and Drug Administration approved Prozac in 1987, and over the next two decades the number of disabled mentally ill on the SSI and SSDI rolls soared to 3.97 million. In 2007, the disability rate was 1 in every 76 Americans. That's more than double the rate in 1987, and six times the rate in 1955.
-- Anatomy of an Epidemic by Robert Whitaker, page 7
I think I'm going to like this book.
What else in our society should we blame for mental illness? I think that it is likely that it is an effect of mass media: advertising telling us that we'd be happy if only we owned a Mercedes, TV telling us how we should look and talk, magazines telling is what is too fat or too thin and showing us beautiful freaks of nature that we can compare ourselves to, and on top of it all peer pressure to do the rest. But, mass media has been around since radio was invented. I'm not sure we can simply point to that and blame it for the acceleration in mental illness that we've seen. And certainly, if the drugs worked, then we should see a decline, at least in the second derivative, of mental illness cases as new drugs are introduced and as prescription rates soar.
We're not seeing that, so maybe it is something else...
Friday, July 23, 2010
Stories of the Effuxed. Meet Jessica.
Effexor RUINED My Life posted by Jessica on 25 Jun 2010 at 1:03 pm I will try and keep this brief, but it's a lot to explain.
I have always suffered from mild depression. But have always had trouble finding the right anti-depressant. Finally my doctor put me on Effexor, I think I started on 75mg, later increased to 150mg. (This all begin in Fall 2007, so the details are a bit foggy now) A year later I got married, my husband later told me I changed the day I started taking Effexor, and that he just sat back and hoped it wouldn't last.
Shortly after the wedding, I wanted off Effexor so that we could start our family. I wish some one somewhere had told me about going off Effexor. EFFEXOR SHOULD BE A PERMANENT MEDICATION, OR ELSE DOCTORS SHOULD NOT PRESCRIBE IT AT ALL!!!!!! Like everyone, I went through hell. Months of trying to get off. My husband finally realized on bad days, when I couldn't take the withdraw any more I woud just go take more. So he tried to help me regulate them by keeping them from me(I was fine with this)Except I would refill my pills and hide them. It was like crack to me. I remember laying in bed crying for more to make the symptoms of the withdraw to go away. I lost my job during all of this.
Then one day I went for it and went cold turkey(JAN 2009). It was hell. As the weeks went by the symptoms gradually lessened. But NEVER, to this day went away completely. At random, I have very bad days with massive symptoms, and then I can have weeks straight with next to none.
However, the biggest issue was my emotions went completely haywire. It was like they were all magnified times a million. I suddenly hated my life and wanted to run away. I started counseling and seeing a new psychiatrist. They all told me a was very bipolar. I started taking 600mg Lithium and 100mg Lamictal in August of 2009They adjust my meds up and down, different times of day everything, and still I will be better for a week or two then I crash. My husband tried so hard to care for me. But one day I loved him, the next I hated him and pushed him away. He couldn't take it anymore, he left. My son from my first marriage is hard for me to care for. My mom is talking about taking him for a while because I can barely care for him most days.
I am 120% I am not bipolar. I know the effexor 'broke' me. If I were truly bipolar the meds would eventually help. My doctors all say the effexor has a way of doing that to people, bringing out the underlying bipolar. Then they told me this is how I will be FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. Part of me feels like I would be better off going back on Effexor. But I am too stubborn to do that.
Anyone who knows anything about this, I would love some opinions.
Casus Belli
On May, 17, 2006 I married my wife. May 1, 2010 she begins tapering onto Effexor. Then on May 29, less than a month later, she forces me to leave our apartment for the last time.
In the third marriage counseling session she tells me that I couldn't be a last resort because she doesn't consider me an option anymore. She wanted a divorce, she said. I went to my attorney and had them file the papers the same day.
What happened in that month? A lot. We'll get to that in time. It is the hardest thing I've ever had to deal with in my entire life. Harder still because my heartbreak barely registers on her drug dampened emotions. Almost like if someone shot me in the stomach with a twelve gage, and she, seeing me attempting to hold what's left of my intestines in, says casually, "What? It's just a flesh wound."
It really feels as if she died in a tragic car accident, only to be resurrected by zombie aliens who implanted her with a Vulcan personality of Bill Clinton.
The person I knew as my wife is gone, her personality and soul ripped out of her body along with the love she had for me. It will never return as long as she is on Effexor, and so far she says she really likes it -- that she never felt more like herself, as if that statement makes any sense at all.
Thus, Effexor is the enemy. This story has been repeated over and over. I am not the first and I won't be the last. Fortunately, many of those, who have suffered from taking this drug or have suffered through a loved one taking this drug, are starting to speak out. I will join the chorus of my allies.
And even though our marriage is mortally wounded, I am not. And while I live, Effexor delenda est.
This means war.