what did you eat? what did you take this morning? what do you mean he won't 'let' you call anyone? get the phone and make whatever calls you need or email someone to call for you.

I ate some fries and 8 honey chipoltle shrimp and drank 3 root beers.

and he just said, "we can't afford it. you don't need any help."

and went back to his video games.

I might ask him again. or sneak the phone downstairs.

Try to drink some water. You may be dehydrated.

I have to also ask, why won't he see that you get medical help if you need it ?

omg. sneak yourself right out of there and get yourself some help if that is what you need! you're a grown up. you do not need anyone to 'let' you do anything. hope you feel better soon. big hugs to you.

some of my meds made me feel this way before. what are you on?

I usually err on the side of caution, and I'm only giving an opinion here, not advice. Sometimes it's natural to get "Punch Drunk" -especially when we are tired. Sometimes a good nite's sleep can put us right back on track in the morning.

I would also have a serious talk with your husband. You are the best judge of when something is wrong with you're thinking/feeling.
Hooters?! Oh, my. Surely the men where there to see more than the game. (:

I hope you're okay sweetie.... Call 911 if you need to... If you need help you need help
Please let us know how things go for you
Great big hug ...x

I did go to bed after being on here. When I got up I called my own pcp and told then what was (still) going on. I have an apt with him for 8:30am tomorrow. I saw him last week when the problem was just starting.(problems with the taste and texture of food) He thought it was side effects from the ECT. But he also said if I was still having problems by next week, that I should come in and he'd set me up with an MRI(something the ER dept will not do) to look for a brain tumour. Other than that he guessed the problem might actually be psych related. (like an eating disorder or something) I feel like I'm going to have to go in there and beg him to step up his game. other than that I'm still able to walk and climb stairs if I hold onto something.
I really don't want to die order end up in an institution.

result of appt.= the dr and I talked for a long time. I'm not afraid of my husband. I was. I was paranoid. the dr wants to do a CT scan of my sinuses. He really thinks it's psych related but he wants to be thorough because he said when he looked that my nasal passages didn't look all that great.(loss of sense of smell can cause loss of appetite)
we talked a while longer about how depressed I've been. He actually started quoting scripture to me. I told him I thought about checking myself into a psych unit. He said I'd been doing that too much lately and I needed to spend Christmas with my hubby. I think I have a really good friend in this doctor.