I think the drugs are working... but it could be a number of other factors at this point.  Life is picking up.  I think the drugs are teaching me to separate my physical self from my emotional self, which can be scary if I have a panic attack without the panicking part, and when my body goes into a depressed state and cannot breathe well and has a heavy weight on its chest, yet psychologically I am fine and can think clearly and get through my day well.  It's an odd dichotomy, but one that will teach me how to continue to do this in absence of any medication. I'm glad I'm learning this lesson.