My PTSD "incident" happened at the hospital where I work as an RN. That being said, i tolerated working there, with the same people that cared less if I lived or died for 3 years. I did have some symptoms of PTSD and depression, but I chalked it up to work stress.......until... the day I snapped.
I couldn't stop crying and vomiting...where the vomiting came from I had not a clue, but everyone in the house was gone and I could not make the phone call to work until my shift had already started.
Rudely I was hung up on and continued to cry. Since August 10th I have been a train wreck with no motivation to get out of bed or even shower for up to 3 days at a time....eeeeew I know.
I had started therapy a short time before my "psychotic break" and felt that she did more talking than I, and honestly didn't feel like talking much anyway.
I have numerous people telling me to buck up and go back to work. I can't even talk on the phone and I have only stepped into the building once since I've been off....yeah, going back to work would probably kill me!
The best part of all is......... the main source of my fear, anxiety, nightmares, insomnia, anorexia and overall pissedoffness.... is actually my charge nurse, so this means that I will have to go back under her control and live that night over and over.......like i'm doing now. YIPPEE
I've never been afraid of anything or anyone.....now I'm afraid of everything....... thank you so much "charge nurse"!!!!!
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Toshigirl