Transcranial Magnetic Stimulation: The Dip
What do you do with yourself while you’re receiving transcranial magnetic stimulation (TMS), sitting in a dentist’s chair with a woodpecker attacking your skull?

Meredith Morckel was diagnosed with depression in 2005. She’s an author, poet, teacher, editor, encourager, and lighthouse who leads online communities and also writes for WebMD’s fibromyalgia patient blog. Morckel is passionate about words, music, learning, and beagles. You can find her free content at MeresMessyPoemsAndPrayers.Substack.com, follow her on Instagram at @MereWriter, and check out her website, MereMorckel.com.
What do you do with yourself while you’re receiving transcranial magnetic stimulation (TMS), sitting in a dentist’s chair with a woodpecker attacking your skull?
My body felt so odd at the 120% dosage of transcranial magnetic stimulation (TMS).
I started this advanced treatment for depression in January 2025, and I’m writing this in mid-February 2025.
In part one, I shared how painful my first appointment was.
“I can work full time and get straight A’s in graduate school, but I rarely stand in front of my mirror for even a minute and clean my teeth. Why?”
Here’s the bad news: Major depressive disorder (MDD) can block you from acknowledging what’s going well in your life.