Last Thursday night, I went to the urgent care because I thought I had a bladder infection. They said I didn’t and sent me home. On Sunday the Pain got so bad that I went to the emergency room. The pain got even worse. I don’t know how I did it, but I drag myself into work on Monday. I just started a new job a week ago, and I just couldn’t call in sick on my third day. I explain to them that I was in a lot of pain. It was so bad that when I went to lunch Monday I literally sat in my car and screamed and cried. I went to work again yesterday and today, I don’t know you know how I made it but I did. I have an MRI tomorrow to see what’s going on. My doctor gave me Tylenol 4. It barely scratches the surface. I just don’t know what to do I feel like nothing is ever going to get better for me. On top of all this pain, I am going through with drawl from Celexa and Seroquel. My psychiatrist doesn’t seem to care that I’m having horrible depression and anxiety. And I also told him that my QT on my EKG Was bad again. He was the one who ordered me an offer on these medicines because of the QT being abnormal. I asked the nurse on the phone if he was concerned about it even though I had gone off in these medicines, and she said he didn’t think it was anything to worry about, and as far as the withdraws go, “” use your coping skills “”. To be honest I don’t even know what coping skills are anymore. It’s been along time since I’ve used them because I’ve been drugged Into oblivion. I just feel like giving up I don’t even know what to think anymore. And my dreams are so weird I’m having really super bazaar disturbing dreams. Is this normal with with drawl from Celexa and Seroquel??
tYou may have to scroll down a bit to see all of it. I tried to make it small but still big enough to see. The cruise ships clear out at night and then there are activities in Mallory Square in the evenings. The Gulf of Mexico is BEAUTIFUL. Atlantic Ocean not so much. Depression uhmm what's that thank God it is looking up.
at least once a week I dream that I am stuck on the psych unit. Had one of those last night and not only was I on the psych floor but I was refusing to eat and they forcibly gave me a feeding tube but through my arm. Tell me I’m not the only one who has these dreams? I also have been dreaming about my psychiatrist a lot lately. Strange. But better than the nightmares I get about when I used to...