Well, I made it to the 'randomization' session. That's where the programmer connects the generator to his gizmo and then "adjusts" the device. As mentioned previously, since it's a blind study, I don't know if I'm ON or OFF. He was very nice and explained he has to spend the same amount of time on those that are off as those that are on, so we're completely clueless. (Like the techno-jargon? - gizmo & device? - my terms not Mr. PhD's).
As with every session from here on out for the next 6-12 months, I take the depression tests, answer the handler's questions, see the programmer and wait.
On the physical side, the leads haven't bothered me any more and though the generator is still sensitive from time to time, it's not as bothersome as it was. As I said, I'm thin and the surgeon said it will be awhile before the scar tissue builds up enough for it to not be noticeable at all (sensation-wise). It is still very noticeable when my shirt is off.... but - the Maderma scar medicine stuff is working pretty good. The line is really small and I think it may be gone in a couple of months! The itching though.... OMG.... thought I was going to scratch a hole in my shirt! Luckily that's pretty much gone also.
At the last session with #1 doctor, we discussed me not getting my hopes up. Just take things slowly. He doesn't know whether I'm on or not either. Only the programmer knows and I don't think he takes bribes - but I'll ask next time!! LOL.
I don't want to jeapordize anything by revealing too much about my mood. So I'm just being patient.
Congrats PsyFi. I'm putting my expectations on hold for 6 months - just take it 1 day at a time. (and thanks for the encouragement).
I will share that I had a day of paranoia over the anonymousness of the blog etc. I don't want to jeopardize the study and I don't really want any well intentioned acquaintances to say - hmmmm that sounds like this guy I know. So I pulled the tags & labels. [Cover story info was here] - the point of the sentence is: I couldn't stand for one of my children to be taunted that her daddy has 'depression' and had to have wires put in his head.... still too much for me to handle).
A year from now I won't care!!! (Ever the optimist).