well today i just need to bitch and since i do that entirely to much to the people around me i just decided to complain in my journal to myself. i have gone through about a million medications this year and about a million test and even had parts of my freakin hair shaved to have electrodes put into my head. put still i have found no results. now we are trying yet another med and ofcourse it isn't in my insurance network,which really doesn't bother me all that much because i am tired of trying new meds and all the side effects and no result. i guess what makes me angry if the fact that i am in the middle of decreasing one med and increasing another and one of them was supposed to also be increasing on fri. and starting the new one that isn't with the insurance plan, well i called dr. office on fri and i guess this was this wasn't importent enough for them to call me back so i am left with the fact that i am actually having more seizures because these meds are not at any levels they should be and i am feeling like shit.two appts. ago my dr. disscussed a surgery that we might do if this last med didn't work,which he said as well we have one more option,which i have heard one more option about the past 12 appt. so i go in on thurs. and we have well one more med we can try. i had to remind of the conversation we had about the surgery because he had no recolition of it until a talk about are last visist and remimed him of how it went,then he remembered. well now he says i think this would be a bad idea and explains the surgey as dangerous and removing part of my scall. last appt. we have one more option surgery and this time electrode will be put in a different part of my brain, well that doesn't sad bad i have been there before but now not really a good idea. what the hell is going through his brain to double talk all the fucking time and give me hope and then take away. and not even care enough to remember your last appt. this happens alot but oh well what can i do, but start to think he is an idiot
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I understand about not wanting to switch the meds. It's funny how meds can affect people in so many different ways. I don't get tired on the Keppra, and it's a vast improvement from the Depakote. But the depression is really bad, and I'm still wrestling with it. It makes me feel like the world's crappiest, meanest person, too! Keep me posted on what your doctor tells you.
-Paige
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feeling guilty of all i have put them through
so much sorrow i try to hide
it has been too long, i can let anyone inside
thinking that each day will be better than the one before
wondering if today will be the day i hit the floor
closing my eyes knowing how lucky i actually am
just as i'm typing this all see are the shakes of my hands
an old woman at a young age
is it myself i have to blaim
wondering am i being punished
changing the past everyday i have wished
why me why me a selfish question to ask
one day i will awake and feel comfort atlast
drowning myself in sorrow
when will there be a new tomorrow
trying hard to hide these feelings hoping it will help
from that i need to be ok with the hand that i have been dealt
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I am a mother of two and I havr been disabled for almost 5 years. Your journal entry came straight FROM my heart. My girls are almost grown up but life has been so harsh. My oldest daughter is 18, she is a freshman in college and has her own apartment. She works for bank and generally over all she is dynamic. She just doesn't have time for me. I raised these girls alone, we had wonderful times until. My youngest daughter is 16, very intelligent and has been LOVE struck by what appears to GOOD guy. She recently told me that she had already mourned "her mother" and "that I died when I gave up 4 yrs ago"
She hasn't said "I love you" to me in almost 2 years. I want to give up!Give in! Get Out! or something,
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go on have a good bitch. It's good for us... might not solve anything but hey always a tad therapeutic. And as for doctors... they are all prats! Prats with qualifications but def PRATS!
lemming