Update: he had a hernia that was strangling his bowel. They fixed it and he will be fine. But it will be a four day stay and a lengthy recovery. Last night my mother was already asking me if I could come over and change her sheets, take out the trash etc. I told her I could barely take care of my own crap because of the pain I am in with my back. She got pissed off. She tried to “remind” me of EVERYTHING she did for me in 2007 when I had cancer and had 2 MAJOR abdominal surgeries. Her “EVERYTHING” consisted of coming by my house on her way to work for 20 minutes everyday. Also, before I was discharged from the hospital during my first major surgery, she told me I could come over and stay with her after I got out of the hospital so she could “take care of me”. The NIGHT before I was discharged, she called to tell me that I couldn’t come because HER back went out. So...karma is a beotch. So also, her husband is a complete ass**** to me. He makes fun of me, puts me down every chance he can. He makes me feel extremely unwelcome whenever I do come to their house (which is not very often BECAUSE of this). So, I guess I should just tell her that I cannot help HER.
IM SORRY if I am posting this and venting. I a REALLY struggling mentally (going through withdrawals from two psych meds) and physically due to this pain that I am in. I don’t know where else to turn. Any advice or positive feedback would be SO appreciated. THANK YOY for listening!!
Its actually a disorder! Anyone else do it?https://www.webmd.com/sleep-disorders/guide/sleep-related-eating-disorders
I went on Seroquel on May 17th. I started feeling bad right away. I sent a message to my doctor on June 10th saying I was feeling sad and we needed to go back to my Zyprexa. He said he would let me know what the board of psychiatry wanted to do. Well a week later their response was to raise my dosage to 300mgs. I slowly descended into hell. I began to feel hopeless. I stopped eating. I...