on both attempts, I’ve lost my appetite completely. not only that, I’ve noticed a mild disgust against anything edible. I’m already an incredible picky eater per default, my reaction against food that doesn’t taste good is already really strong, which basically leaves me with only a handfull of meals I can eat without strong discomfort. but on that medication, I just could not get myself (nor felt any need) to eat anything. it was actually rather scary.
Co-signing this experience as a Vyvanse 50mg user. The mental effects are… staggering. It’s like the difference between having glasses and not having glasses, it’s that significant for me. I won’t drive my car any sort of major distance unless I’ve taken my Vyvanse for the day, frankly.
But the physical effects? The loss of hunger/thirst? The resulting anxiety and hypervigilance? The feeling like I’ve been running a marathon lately, taking it and then going to my physically-intense job?
Dude, vyvanse made me literally retch preparing my dog’s food for like weeks straight. I’d get up and have my medicine, take the dog out, and then fifteen minutes later come to prepare her food, and it would make me physically ill to smell and look at it. My theory is that I was actually waking up extremely hungry, because I was going to bed without eating properly, and my body simply wasn’t on the same page as my brain because my brain was getting medicine that tricks it into not signaling my body is hungry. So, when I opened the dog food, despite my brain knowing it was for the dog, my body smelled it and rejected it as food, despite having an empty stomach.
The only things I found that helped immediately were, 1). Eating solid food, not just a protein shake like I usually had in the morning at that point (and like I had figured would be fine, because wtf??); and, wildly 2). literally affirming out loud “It’s not for me, it’s for [dog name]”. Which I swear made a difference for me, however silly it must sound.
Co-signing this experience as a Vyvanse 50mg user. The mental effects are… staggering. It’s like the difference between having glasses and not having glasses, it’s that significant for me. I won’t drive my car any sort of major distance unless I’ve taken my Vyvanse for the day, frankly.
But the physical effects? The loss of hunger/thirst? The resulting anxiety and hypervigilance? The feeling like I’ve been running a marathon lately, taking it and then going to my physically-intense job?
Dude, vyvanse made me literally retch preparing my dog’s food for like weeks straight. I’d get up and have my medicine, take the dog out, and then fifteen minutes later come to prepare her food, and it would make me physically ill to smell and look at it. My theory is that I was actually waking up extremely hungry, because I was going to bed without eating properly, and my body simply wasn’t on the same page as my brain because my brain was getting medicine that tricks it into not signaling my body is hungry. So, when I opened the dog food, despite my brain knowing it was for the dog, my body smelled it and rejected it as food, despite having an empty stomach.
The only things I found that helped immediately were, 1). Eating solid food, not just a protein shake like I usually had in the morning at that point (and like I had figured would be fine, because wtf??); and, wildly 2). literally affirming out loud “It’s not for me, it’s for [dog name]”. Which I swear made a difference for me, however silly it must sound.