Our house is filled with little OCD routines. The things the little woman needs to do to manage her anxiety that is with her 24/7. It's not completely outrageous as some cases are. But it is enough that it interferes with her life. For instance...she does not go to bed until after the little man is asleep. She lives by the front door...as it is an escape route. And she is always on guard for him to do anything. Now he thinks this is hilarious and purposely taunts her just to get her to run. I have explained to him that that is not helpful....but he is a little brother.
We are halfway through our second week of zoloft. The doctor said we would not see affects until three to four weeks. Well I am amazed that I already see a lot of positive changes. She can now go to the kitchen without the front door being wide open. She came to bed last night when we did. She actually went to a friend's house one day and she hasn't done that in awhile.
At the end of the week I am suppose to up the dosage, but I'm debating about that. Guess we will play it by ear at that point. But I'm happy right now that she is having a bit better life.
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