Medicate Me

Posted by Jackson Wood & filed under Features.

History: Fire, Sin and Drills

Swallowing a pill has never been so easy. We have pills for everything now. When my penis goes flaccid, I take a Viagra. When I’m too fat, Xenical. When I can’t concentrate, I hit the streets for Ritalin. Never before have there been so many amazing pills that promise so so much.

Historically, antidepressants relied more on superstition than pharmacology. Mental illness was generally seen as possession by an evil force. Brains infected by devils, souls seized by spirits were the general theories of diagnosis. Remedies included boring into the skull—trepanning—water immersion, sitting on a spinning stool, enemas and basic torture.

Empedocles, a Greek philosopher, was one of the first thinkers to try to track down a physical cause for depression. His theory, which in retrospect is aptly named, was based on the four elements. An imbalance between the elements leads to a physical/mental disturbance in the person. If you were having unpleasant dreams it meant that you had bile in the brain. Treatment: Drain the bile.

This was eventually rejected by Cicero, who posited: “What we call furor, they call melancholia, as if the reason were affected by only a black bile, and not disturbed often by a violent rage, or fear, or grief.” In essence that mental disturbance could manifest in physical symptoms.

With the decline of the Roman Empire and rise of Christianity, trust in logic and scientific advances abated. Explanations of many previously rational explanations for depression fell away for superstitions about devils and supernatural phenomena. The Dark Ages descended with the mentally ill falling into the hands of clerics, rather than doctors in the east and the west. Eventually by the 15th century, mental illness had been equated with sin. Treatment: burning at stake, isolation.

The first real text that addressed depression as a medical topic was published in 1621. The Anatomy of Melancholy by Robert Burton, who offered this advice: “Only take this for a corollary and conclusion, as thou tenderest thine own welfare in this, and all other melancholy, thy good health of body and mind, observe this short precept, give not way to solitariness and idleness. ‘Be not solitary, be not idle.’” Treatment: The evolution of the protestant work ethic allowed people to devote themselves to work. Work. Exercise. Keep the company of others. Perhaps chew on some St John’s wort.

Fast-forward two-hundred years. Freud, psychoanalysis. Brain chemistry—altering chemicals. The realisation that the mind and body were both causes of depression. Treatment: Psychotherapy, valium, lithium.

Up until the 20th century, treatment for mental illness was worse than hit and miss. It was generally just hit, and generally with either a drill or something flammable. That all changed when some crazy guys started experimenting with substances that could mess with the chemicals present in the human brain.

These green and purple pills

Apart from delicious delicious amphetamines and opiates, it wasn’t until the 1950s that targeted antidepressants started being used and even then the discovery was accidental. Two tuberculosis medicines—isoniazid and iproniazid—showed signs of improving mood. Serendipity is amazing.

From here flowed the discovery of tricyclic antidepressants (TCAs) [see sidebar].

The basic assumption behind TCAs and selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors (SSRI) antidepressants is that they stop the reuptake of certain chemicals back into your system so that you can reuse it over and over again. The most commonly prescribed SSRI is fluoxetine, better known by its brand name, Prozac.

Imagine your brain is a ship at a dock. No. Not full of seamen. The only way that a person can come off the boat is if they use a gangway. Nah, fuck it. Refer to diagram 1.

The top thing—as any first yeat psych student will tell you—is an axon terminal, the bottom part is the dendritic spine and the gap between is the synaptic cleft. The axon neurons are connected and use electrochemical signals and neurotransmitter chemicals—serotonin—to transmit impulses from one neuron to the next. Cool?

The dendritic spine receives the electrochemical signals and neurotransmitter chemical. Kinda like wireless internet. Brain chemistry is fun. Serotonin is one of the chemicals used in the transport of the impulses from the axon to the dendritic spine. It plays a role in modulating anger, aggression and other emotions.

When the brain wants to send a ‘happy signal’, it releases serotonin molecules from the axon. When one is received by the dendritic spine, the remaining serotonin molecules are reabsorbed by the axon. Fluoxetine and other SSRIs work by inhibiting the reabsorption of the serotonin, meaning that the signal continues to be received by the dendritic spine for longer. For other forms of antidepressants, the same holds true for norepinephrine and dopamine. Going back to that horrible ship metaphor: all the sailors are blind trying to get off, but every time one escapes the gangway is removed, and no more can cross until the gangway is replaced. When on antidepressants the gangway stays a bit longer.

SideFX

The minor side effects of fluoxetine include, but are not limited to:

- anhedonia (inability to experience pleasure)
- apathy
- nausea
- drowsiness or somnolence
- headache
- clenching of teeth
- extremely vivid and strange dreams
- dizziness
- changes in appetite
- weight loss/gain (measured by a change in bodyweight of 3.5 kg)
- may result in a double risk of bone fractures and injuries
- changes in sexual behaviour
- increased feelings of depression and anxiety
- tremors
- autonomic dysfunction including orthostatic hypotension, increased or reduced
- sweating
- akathisia (inability to sit still)
- liver or renal impairment
- thoughts of suicide
- increased risk of sunburn

It is also probable that if you’re on fluoxetine or another antidepressant you – will become addicted to it. Not the Trainspotting mold, but if you forget to take your pill for one day you’ll start feeling withdrawals. As Renton said: “Too ill to sleep. Too tired to stay awake, but the sickness is on its way. Sweat, chills, nausea. Pain and craving. A need like nothing else I’ve ever known will soon take hold of me. It’s on its way.”

Humans messing around with brain chemistry is like slamming a sledgehammer into a rugby field and then asking another person to find the dent by slotting in a sledgehammer-dent-sized jigsaw piece, blindfolded. Zapping electricity across the hole is optional.

As said before: hit and miss. Although the miss rate has decreased… or has it?

A New Zealand Herald story last year highlighted a literature review that indicated antidepressants don’t work. The study reviewed 47 clinical trials that focused on the six most popular antidepressants. Many professionals were quick to disregard them in all but the most extreme of cases. Pharmac’s director Dr Peter Moodie said the findings were interesting and an evaluation would take place, but “When we’re looking at questions about the efficacy of drugs, we should use a measured approach.”

The study sent many ripples out into the mental health community. Blogs vented against them. Doctors told patients to keep the faith. The Victoria Univerity Counselling Service put on a seminar talking about the issue.

One of the authors of the study, Professor Irving Kirsch, from the University of Hull, said “Given these results, there seems to be little reason to prescribe antidepressant medication to any but the most severely clinically depressed patients.” One Dr John Breeding—with his lovely grey beard—presents an amazing video on YouTube which explains the position adequately.

With the trenches drawn the only logical position seems in deadman’s land. As it always seems with polar arguments, neither side is adequate to fully explain all cases. And just like one size fits all Starter caps, they don’t actually always fit everyone.

Ethical issues

The inherent conflict between the Hip-pocratic Oath (which doesn’t apply to those who aren’t doctors, but the guidelines are respected goals and ethics for those in the health profession to abide by) and the profit motive is a sticking point in whether antidepressants actually work.

The first article of the oath (see sidebox) is perverted by the patent process. Pharm-aceuticals are patented, meaning that com-pany has exclusive rights, and no one can make or manufacture the same product till the patent expires. The patent on fluoxetine expired in 2001, 15 years after the drug was first approved for widespread human use. Until then, Eli Lilly had a monopoly on the production of this drug. The Fortune 500 company, which posted almost US$2 billion profit in 2006, is purposefully making profit off the misfortune of others, with dubious results.

This leads into the sixth article, which points out that we treat humans, not just the affliction, and therefore there is a need to take family and economic stability into account. New Zealand sufferers of depression are lucky: Pharmac subsidises $20.8 million a year, down from over $30 million in 2007, mainly due to new companies cashing in on the whole no-patent thing. So how can pharmaceutical companies reconcile making huge profits when their product has minimal positive effects and there are so many suffering people? Well that is a good question. The New York Magazine reported that 60 percent of Pfizer’s income in 2007 was a straight-out profit of US$12.9 billion, and the Centre for Public Integrity reports that pharmaceutical companies have spent an unprecedented amount of cash money on lobbying—well over US$800 million from 2000 to 2007.

Omelette

It should come as no surprise that there are still gaps in our health system. As McCoy said in Star Trek: The Voyage Home “My God, man. Drilling holes in his head isn’t the answer.”

The findings are mixed. Some people report they’re helped by antidepressants, some people don’t. Some doctors don’t prescribe, some do. Research points that one treatment alone shouldn’t be relied upon and that antidepressants should be used in combination with counselling, exercise and healthy eating. Removing the profit motive from health care and pharmaceuticals would also be a good stepping stone. Repeat business comes when there are no alternatives and there is little repeat business if you cure your target market.

The Hippocratic Oath says “prevention is preferable to cure”, and so the underlying causes should be rooted out and alleviated, rather than the safety net mentality that tells us a pill can fix everything.

Brain Soup

Serotonin

A neurotransmitter when used in your brain (80–90% of serotonin resides in your gut). It sits in the gaps between synapses and just hangs out.

Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors

These work on the basis that low levels of serotonin in your brain can lead to depression. They stop your brain form reabsorbing it so that it can be used time and time again. Currently the most widely prescribed antidepressants in the world.

Tricyclic antidepressants

These also block serotonin uptake as well as other neurotransmitters. First sold in the 1950s, TCAs have largely been superseeded by SSRIs. The main TCS still used in New Zealand is Amitriptyline.

Fluoxetine

New Zealand’s favourite antidepressant, these little green and purple pills are in the SSRI catagory. Originally developed in the late 70s, it hit the American market in 1986 with the trading name Prozac. It specifically blocks the re-uptake of serotonin and is the first point of call for most first-time depressed persons.

Citalopram

Created in 1989 it is gaining popularity as an alternative to Fluox. For many users the SSRI minor side effects don’t seem to
be an issue. It should not be used with St John’s wort.

Amitriptyline

A lesser used drug in New Zealand it still is prescribed regularly. Residing in the TCA family of antidepressants it is now primarily used for migraine relief. Unfortunately there can be serious side effects and there can be a potentially lethal overdose reaction to them.

Alcohol

It is a depressant. It will not help you get over depression. Although it lowers inhibitions and acts as a relaxant, it is addictive and has many more adverse effects than antidepressants. Can also have bad effects if you are taking proper antidepressants.

Kava

Not a prescribed medication for depression but has a relaxant effect which has been described similar to alcohol or valium. Kava is totally legal, non-addictive when used properly but, like all brain altering
substances, can have side effects. Give it a try!

Exercise

The easiest and cheapest way to treat depression, exercise can boost mood and produce endorphins and is a basic exercise in goal setting and motivation.

5 Responses to “Medicate Me”

  1. H.Rose

    …which in itself implies that you have a vagina!

  2. Simon Young

    Bastards had me believing i was gay.NEWTOWN
    NO ECHO
    Tennish, working school
    Light works

    Wellington high school, the wealthy
    Torn in torment, in prison.
    You found him
    Finger nails
    Ginger lingers, Alpha male
    PLEASE leave a key
    NURSING science toxic
    Book, concentrate on my job.

    1 DECEMBER 2008
    Became an official out patient, by shithead, Doctor Muir, who likes to argue, she even admitted that I am still manic depressive, although she could see no evidence of mania.
    No shit Sherlock.
    I was suicidal and depressed for over a year and you tried to make me top myself.
    ORWELLIAN THOUGHT POLICE!

    So many holes in her notes, such as delusions around past relationships, with staff.
    LIAR, LIAR, LIAR!
    She knows this to be the truth, but will not retract from notes.

    POEM 11 DECEMBER 2008
    AN ODE TO MY FAMILY
    You tried to make me forget,
    And you did not succeed
    All written down, in thought form
    -I rember you, you assholes
    Your spite, your disdain
    Your lies and your faults
    And I WILL REMBER,
    You bunch of DOLTS.

    Monday 8 December
    -Shopped Woolworths.
    Easier {Freeks, not there}, today, early in the morning.
    Neibour knocked on my door.
    She has nice eyes.

    DAIRY-, bought a power aid, {juice}
    , Milk
    Even though I have no fridge!
    The Indians still hate me, even though, I have no idea; WHY?

    POEM
    The sun went away
    I stopped smoking
    Was ordered out of town, today
    REASON, smokes from Indians, I bought
    They are all CRAZY and AWFULL CUNTS,
    They tell me anyway
    His age is lowering
    I went up
    His tent was, blown away by strong winds
    The skips, rubbish bins
    Everywhere rubbish
    On Mein Street
    A slaughter, parahakeia

    Cricket, Christchurch, Wanganui
    The lion’s den
    Looking at sport
    Are they awake the sport players?
    They look gay to me
    Number, times, teams
    In rugby
    Well worth watching

    WHY, would they sell cigarettes and chocolate fish?
    Tomorrow
    Combat action,
    EIGHT in the morning,
    Water bomb
    Poetic licence
    In Thorndon
    Do as well

    NOTE TO MYSELF
    My body is hurting, especially my legs
    -I went for a walk around Newtown, yesterday and my legs are suffering for IT
    Actually, fucken sore-Trying to put on weight, too fast
    JUST CANT BE DONE, WHEN AWAKE
    SMOKING
    Everywhere now
    It’s looked on as seriously antisocial
    Worse than alcoholics
    THE VIDEO SHOP
    VIDEO KID
    The id, the ego, the unconscious
    Programming, hypnotism
    Taken for a walk
    Australia!
    Downloading, NOT
    Video kid, get it from the shop
    I’m 39, I feel 44
    Will be the last download
    I do for a while
    The Video Shop
    Video Kid.

    DAIRY
    On the positive side
    {My sun, went away}
    Working on wireless
    And looking too, New Zealand history
    Fuckers want me for an EGG, on Friday/Cant be assed and won’t do
    KILLER BEES
    including
    BIN LINDIAN
    WHY, do they bother to steal?
    Shit socks
    That’s WHY
    Marine land, I hate you!
    Napier closed down. YAY (porpus fish)
    ENERGY CENTRE 2008
    Magnolia, in hospital
    Grounds grown, in thirty five
    Three years ago
    HAVE A MUSHROOM, GO SKINNY DIPPING
    I WOULD RATHER BE? , THAN A WINDOW LICKER
    Television, um-er
    ER, doctor’s telly
    Good telly
    I think not.LIE
    You my TV, TELEVISION
    You lie to me and myself
    I’m bored by you
    Television
    Charakaras
    Bird bath, in the hospital
    ALL
    Hot, cold running water
    Alarms going off
    People injected,
    Served, they call it
    People freezing, hungry, smoking and messed up
    My art room Teacher, whom I have shagged
    Union, with fog
    Union Hardware
    This is how her mind works
    Fog!
    Note: Smoking is a prison.

    Umbilical Cord
    Free from the umbilical cord
    She mentions Spinich
    Out of the skip
    Silver Beet, is better
    YUCK!
    I bought another JUICE, from a 7/11
    Eating place, juice and smoking
    Anti social, I hate it.
    They eat from everyone, who buys from the juice, the garden is better.

    DAIRY
    12-12_2008
    Rember
    Pigeon, brown, vulture
    On a corner
    REMBER
    Flamingos, in Tasmania
    Stage coach
    Go Wellington
    ? GO where?
    National bank, Kiwi bank
    Westpac

    WHO will take me shopping?
    I have no car.

    Listen to your woman and you can’t go wrong
    My intuition, my woman
    My mirror

    25-03-2009
    Neibours under attack;
    Not realising why
    An apology needed
    By several apologic persons
    I saw him about a month ago
    About a week to go
    I saw him
    Thank god
    I am tired
    SONG LYRIS
    Germans, with twisted faces, tell me what their name is

    Incasident, ingratitude
    System matters
    Marvell comics
    The flash
    The green Lantern
    Superman, I’m them all
    Spiderman I respect, with gratitude
    Liars-Jim, the neibour
    SYSTEM MUTA NT
    Systemated
    Stigmatised
    Strategise

    25-03-2009
    Bets corner
    M rent not payed.
    A sunny winters, autumn day
    The food robbers
    The energy centre combined
    I WAIT.

    2503-2009
    SOLD DOWN THE RIVER
    Getting lost in an Irish mentality
    Greeks who hate me, reasons unknown
    WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE
    People unknown
    Everyone holds a grudge, myself included
    People robbing robbers
    Money launders alike
    A place, lost inside me
    No available money
    I’m running on empty, no smokes for a day.

    25-03-2009
    SMOKING
    The clock on the wall says 1.57
    I make silent cries for her
    A bored schoolgirl, who went to war because,
    She was bored
    THUS
    Forcing me to fight; as well.
    No more blame left in my heart
    TOOLBOX
    A new game starts
    I have no cigarettes
    RED wire;
    A cold I have
    ICU,
    Addiction

    POEM
    AND IT RAINS

    A sunny Wednesday
    Anti inflammatory drugs, waiting to work
    WORK AND INCOME

    The war is over now,
    Get an advocate (people resource centre)
    They think I am stupid
    They do not see the injuries and pain
    They are stupid and judge from their own perspectives.
    So an advocate I will get.
    Someone at their level.
    They do not understand me.
    Because they are stupid
    Oh the strain of being gifted

    ? A force field around Wellington to keep the smart in and the stupid out.

    For today
    Anyway
    I’ve fought and one
    Now I’m tired, sore
    And facing repercussions
    Courts, police
    Trespasses, etcetera
    Tired beyond belief
    A NORTHERLEY RAGES AND I LIKE IT.

    TITLE…………………………..
    IF I avoid jail may live to shag another day
    Footsteps banging on the roof
    Laughter and pain
    A difficult day for one
    But worth it in the end
    I still smoke
    Enjoyment [ADDICTION], now
    Pain I still endure
    I’m sure it will lessen
    It must
    I have been here before;

    27-03-09
    My creativity is being destroyed by these drugs
    I am tired and sore
    Blisters on my feet
    But I have food to eat (humour)
    Piercing
    Jangles
    Necklace
    Food
    Cigarettes
    (Ha-ha)

    Motor head skitsophrenic,
    Folowing me round
    Newtown follows me
    EVERYWHERE

    My bones
    My body
    My spirit
    MITROCONDRIA
    Still STRONG

    6-4-2009
    Sitting in
    Yet another waiting room
    Dying again
    Forty, I feel
    Tired and bored
    Cigarette scared
    Too many coffees
    Tired
    I will turn this pen off now

    Multitasking, foolish
    The foolish
    Fighting NICKOTINE
    ADDICTION
    Sleeping pills abound

    ________________________________________
    Flintstones
    ________________________________________
    I used to dress here exclusively
    Took one second to see it
    The Salvation Army
    ________________________________________
    LONLEY 8-4-2009
    My poetry, my shirt
    My bag
    My borrowed helmet
    It scared her away
    She thinks I stole it
    The helmet you see
    In my bag
    I got for her
    Borrowed from a
    Neibour
    Blind she is
    Glasses she wears
    A friend I am
    I wish she could see.

    Promotions emotions
    Just a moment;
    ________________________________________
    ACTIVE
    Poem from the radio
    The music has all changed
    Two years with no music and I like it!

    Techno, Hip Hop
    Punk reggae
    Drum and base
    FUSION
    A new modern thing
    Improvements
    Listening pleasure, my ears
    ________________________________________

    Bisexual
    Fitness, my body
    Nearly broken
    I exercised yesterday
    Yoga, you see
    I’m sore and tired
    My feet blistered and swollen
    Hurt Loam, freeing my from, my pain
    Do I have time?
    A nokia phone for me
    A battle to be straight up
    Then Bi
    Body sore and weak
    Keeps me safe, I heal.
    Lotion motion, in
    Slow motion
    Emotion

    Testing talisman
    I change per Chance, knows,
    SLOW MOTION.
    ________________________________________
    10-12-2008
    You patronize and lie
    WHO SAID, I’m vegetarian anyway
    Everything in balance and moderation
    Asleep in the doorway.
    !10/12/2008
    My spirit could not enter, after I slept.
    The door had been opened
    Previously by me
    LIARS!
    CAN YOU READ IN BETWEEN THE LINES?
    Empathy chagrin
    Swedes with, no colour

    11-12-2008
    A close shave wasn’t it.
    No smoking for starts
    Good therapy painting
    Chest
    Rainbow
    LIAR!
    QUOAT: A hole has been drilled in your head “DOCTOR MUIR”
    Cupcakes, I presume
    Princess butterflies
    LIES LIES LIES,
    Show me the proof, in my notes not.
    ________________________________________
    Puppeteers
    No sun today
    It rains today
    ________________________________________
    8-4-2009
    Best layed plans of men and mice
    -A quote from a book
    Too many I have read
    It rains
    Heather Nova
    It plays
    It rains
    Court tomorrow again
    My khaki shirt
    To keep the rain off
    While I meet my shrink
    My bike I ride
    HOME

    13-4-2009
    Smoking Smoking
    Plastic Paul Mall
    Irish Italian
    Tamils and Shirlinkin
    Military
    Tamil Tigers
    North east civilians
    Smoking artists
    A sunny day
    Denim Shorts
    So ninety nines
    Smoking
    Paul Mall
    Smoking Easter Monday
    Risen from the dead
    Fly my Pretty’s
    I smoke
    Where is she?
    The Clash [London Calling]

    CAMPERVAN
    Tickoteck
    Fly my pretty’s
    I want to see
    An Irish phoenix Foundation
    Shaun Scott, Sam Scott
    I know
    No
    Irish I must be
    Not
    I am sorry Maori, blue heart
    Beat away
    Fly my pretty’s
    I will see.
    ________________________________________
    DRUGS ARE BAD
    The moron
    Schizophrenic
    Arguing, Angry
    Angry, no Angry
    Can’t see
    Psychology
    Borying, Angry
    Hates herself, why?
    Am beginning to pity her
    Can’t wake her up, she
    Is too drugged
    Schizophrenic, druggy

    13-4-2009
    Waiting bored
    Eating again
    My printer
    My
    Free View
    Found
    Never free
    ALL Expansive
    Exercise must, Gym I want
    A swim or surf
    No car
    No money
    All my stuff
    A wetsuit I have

    Weat-Bix, I eat
    Old Old Newtown
    The people all wait
    Mixed races, mixed castes
    Indian, Samoans, Italians, Indonesians, Singaporeans
    Numbers abound
    New World
    SUPERMARKET
    Banned trespassed, I must
    Woolworths I prefer
    KIlbernie-a cold place
    Food tastes nicer
    A skate board park
    On Radio Active
    A project for the kids
    I’m bored today
    Where is she?

    ________________________________________
    You are inflexible
    You are me
    My body, I repair
    My brain already repaired
    My children are where?
    A genius I was
    Hospital clowns
    Hypnotising us all
    Now-late before
    A manic Depressive
    Polar bears
    All die at 2200
    A lie
    Media condrums
    Or-Wellian thought police
    Are ice to the warm
    My hair is too short
    Grow it I will
    ________________________________________
    My
    She is 32
    19 inside
    6 Years difference
    Church I did
    Catholic in town
    Five minutes I lasted
    Punk I looked
    Hippy I am
    Guitar, I want
    My clothes all wrong
    A green pink panther cougar
    Blues
    A ware-wolf I am
    I hide in disguise

    The things we do
    A coke I Drink
    The red gurian, not the brown
    A demon coke
    The things we do
    A point I make
    For the stupid people
    Brands, food drinks and clothes
    Adam and Eve were naked
    The tree of life is a lie
    A demon coke
    Water I drink
    ________________________________________
    WAI MATE
    YOU/WE
    Cannot open the door
    Good luck bitch

    Oops Mate, she said
    Riding a horse did
    Six months and then I’ll see
    Them again

    REBELION
    Court in six weeks
    I must be good till then
    Now!
    My keys
    My wallet, I have lost
    Birth certificate, I have
    On the beach
    No way to get there,
    Except I walk
    Six weeks of walking
    Six weeks of smoking
    On the beach I must
    Six weeks I wait
    June I wait
    Good luck, bitch mate

  3. Graphical User Ynterface Armstrong

    I agree with Simon Young

    MIND BLANK BABY!!!

  4. Not "Gay for you" and never will be.

    Nice tackle Wood.
    Antidepressents cause brain damage .
    Misinformation protecting the profiting pharmaceutical Corporations has been provided to consumers.
    Depression is not caused by the brains inability to produce neurotransmiters, the brain is a frickin pharm lab!!
    So don’t believe the hype!