Asking for help for postnatal depression

I did it.

I asked for help.

After posting about feeling low and anxious recently, I took on board people’s advice to seek some help for postnatal depression.

I had in fact already been to see a doctor a few weeks ago, but felt really let down by the experience. She was lovely and empathic to me, but her advice was to see my health visitor and that was pretty much the end of the consultation. There was no plan to see her again to see how things were going. I don’t know really what I had expected but still…

Anyway I did contact my health visitor who came out to see me the same day and we had a good chat about things, which did help, at least for the rest of that day anyway. She gave me some contact details for local mental health groups, which I have to confess I have yet to ring.

Last week I think I probably felt worse than ever, although interestingly I think I managed to function a bit better and be mildly more productive. Previously when Hayden has been at nursery and perhaps Austin is playing or sleeping (rarely!) I have relished the time to myself to sit and have a cup of tea. But last week I felt worse when Hayden wasn’t here. It was as if even though I feel low, when I’m looking after both of them I have limited time and head space to think about how I feel. But when I am left alone with my thoughts it’s pretty bleak.

So I made a decision to ring the doctors on friday afternoon, and surprisingly they had a cancellation for later in the day. I agreed to this even though a large part of me didn’t want to go or talk to anyone but Hayden was at nursery so it was a good time to go, I had to go within the hour so less chance of me backing out. To make doubly sure I wouldn’t back out, I rang Mike to tell him. This may seem silly, but I know myself, and I know that my instinct is to run when I don’t want to do something.

BUT I’m really glad I went.

The doctor I saw was not someone I had seen before, but she was lovely. I just sat down and she just let me talk and cry. She asked a few questions but mostly I talked. I must have been in with her for over 30 minutes but she never once hinted that Id had my time. She gave me a prescription for Sertraline, an antidepressant, and suggested that this way I could collect from pharmacy if and when I felt I needed something but it was completely up to me. She has also suggested I have a few blood tests to rule out any other physical cause of my low mood e.g. thyroid problems. I am booked into see her again in a few weeks time to see how everything is going.

Maybe it all was the crying, maybe it was that she had given me a prescription or maybe the fact that she was going to see me again but I left the surgery feeling hopeful. Hopeful that I wouldn’t always feel this way….

Asking for Help for postnatal depression

Asking for Help for postnatal depression

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19 Comments

  1. August 15, 2017 / 1:02 pm

    Well done for going to see someone about this I think sometimes it can be so hard to see the woods for the trees with PND s it’s great that you reached out for help and looking forward to hearing how things progress on your journey….xx
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  2. August 15, 2017 / 4:07 pm

    You won’t always feel that way. Unfortunately I’ve suffered PND this time (had it with my first too) and the Sertraline has made a massive difference. Take one day at a time, you’re doing great.

  3. August 16, 2017 / 12:44 am

    I am so happy that you sought the help that you needed. Acknowledging that you need help and have depression is never easy. After all I was in denial too and seeking help, even if it was through starting my blog really helped me feel better. Good luck fingers crossed x
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  4. August 16, 2017 / 12:49 am

    After having my first born in 2001 I was way too scared to ask for help. The reason behind that is a lot but the major one is the news was littered with several mothers killing their children and the blame was on Post-Pardum depression/Psychosis. The last thing I wanted was to go to someone for help and then lose my son. It was really understood back then like it is now. There was no real help but they were working on it. Thankfully, I did have my mom who went through it and my sister who also went through it so I had people to talk to. That was a blessing. I ‘m so glad that moms can now get the help they need and can ask for help without worrying about the authorities. There is still a stigma, as with all mental illnesses but it seems to be getting better and I’m glad. We need more education out there about this.

  5. August 16, 2017 / 8:04 am

    So pleased you asked for help – it’s such a big step but hopefully one that will make all the difference! I really hope that their advice works for you xx

  6. August 16, 2017 / 12:17 pm

    I am so glad you asked for help and got an understanding doctor! I hope you start to feel a difference x

  7. August 16, 2017 / 6:39 pm

    I am so glad to hear you reached out and asked for help. Hope everything is good for you now and you are getting there x

  8. August 16, 2017 / 6:58 pm

    How brave of you to go and ask for help, thats the first step to getting you back to your old self hun. Good luck on your journey and hopefully see a post on the other side. x

  9. August 16, 2017 / 8:03 pm

    What a huge step in going Lisa!!! I had postnatal depression for months before speaking up about it. I promise you it really does go away. I avoided ringing the numbers too, but when I finally got around to it it was such a huge help. Speaking to someone made me hopeful, made me realise this is oh so normal and also gave me a chance just to cry and talk and get everything out. I really hope things start to change for you soon. It’s such an awful thing to be experiencing. xx

  10. August 16, 2017 / 8:03 pm

    What a huge step in going Lisa!!! I had postnatal depression for months before speaking up about it. I promise you it really does go away. I avoided ringing the numbers too, but when I finally got around to it it was such a huge help. Speaking to someone made me hopeful, made me realise this is oh so normal and also gave me a chance just to cry and talk and get everything out. I really hope things start to change for you soon. It’s such an awful thing to be experiencing. Sending lots of love xx

  11. August 16, 2017 / 8:30 pm

    It can be daunting asking for help but you’ve done the right thing and should be proud of yourself. My mummy was feeling low and found out lack of iron was making her feel tired and emotional!

  12. August 17, 2017 / 7:31 am

    You are such a brave mum. We all go through depression at some point in our lives. Asking help is such a big help.

  13. August 17, 2017 / 7:17 pm

    As scary as it is and life can be, I always believe in asking for help. You should never have to face anything alone.

  14. August 19, 2017 / 9:16 pm

    I’m so glad you made the decision to go back to the GP, sounds like you will now have support from the doctor and hopefully the health visitor as they all have a duty of care to you and your lovely children x
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