So, just a little update. I went to see a psychiatrist today on my family physician's suggestion. I really liked him, seemed knowledgeable, etc. Within the first 1/2 hour, he was pretty much convinced that I was not depressed. He said that the "even" feeling I am experiencing is because I have reached the "poop out" effect from my Prozac. He is going to gradually ween me off of it in hopes that I won't even need it anymore. He said sometimes family docs seem to think that increasing your meds will make everything all better when in fact, it contributes to the problem. He told me there is a razor thin line between being depressed (with a little d) and being majorly depressed. He said that typically general practitioners just don't ask the right questions. So starting today, I am dropping my level by 20 mgs. and will check in with him in 5 weeks. Also starting today, I am going to rethink my life and get used to the fact that I have daily headaches and all the other good stuff that comes with PCS. I am too young to let this take over my life. Time is short and I have a lot to live for. I think that I am finally moving on in the stages of grief and have gotten to the acceptance level.