I had high hopes that the transition from Effexor to Wellbutrin would be easy and painless. Sadly it has not been so. Two weeks ago, per my doctor's instructions, I began taking the Wellbutrin with my Effexor. The second week I took the Wellbutrin every day and the Effexor every other day. Since last Wednesday, I have been solely ingesting the Wellbutrin and beginning on Friday evening I have been feeling terrible. Headache, dizzy, hot flashes, nausea, random bouts of sweating, and a general malaise have hung over me the last 3 days. Added with my penchant for bursting into tears at the drop of a hat as well as the random suicidal thoughts and I'd say I'm doing quite well! ;-)
Joking aside, though I physically feel like hell, Daniel has said he notices a difference in me sexually. He says, "...it was all a little bit subjective, but it seemed easier to get you closer [to orgasm]. Easier to get you going and keep you there. Things before seemed so fragile, like little things would distract or frustrate you and I could never keep things right for long enough to even get you close..." I dare say I would have to agree. Maybe it's just wishful thinking, but in experimenting with our first toy for review, even though I was feeling so terrible, I was able to accomplish not one, but two orgasms with a toy that isn't exactly built to service my particular body.
As the toy easily slid inside of me I was hesitant. Not really wanting to attempt my pleasure as I had been so let down in the recent past. I was wet though, and my body betrayed me. The orgasm was upon me quickly although this particular toy had proven troublesome. As I lay texting Daniel to relay my success, the toy still buried inside my wetness, my pussy twitch around the thin shaft. This involuntary movement sent little shocks of warmth to my clit, still lying next to the cold plastic of the rabbit shaft of the vibe. Could I do it again? I pondered. I seemed so close to the edge again already...
I pushed the toy further between my wet lips, both shafts seeming to have found their perfect place amidst my flesh. I pushed the button 3 times to bring the highest level of stimulation to both my g spot and my aching clit. I was immediately on the edge again. I made a small circle around my clit with the toy. And again. My pussy twitched and warmth spread throughout my lower half. I bit my lip, panting, muscles twitching. My lips curved into a smile, the upper ones of course. As my body began to relax, my numb fingers began a triumphant text to Daniel, only 2 minutes after the last one.
So yeah, I think frances is on the mend. ;-) I may feel like poo-poo now, but I think there might be a pin prick of light at the end of the tunnel. Watch out world!