So I went to the ER last night, and I really wish I had not gone. They didn’t even do anything for me and give me a CAT scan. They thought I couldn’t breathe and wanted to make sure I was not the throwing a blood clot are having a stroke or whatever. So I sat there for hours and hours even after I told them what my problem was and that I needed help. The only thing that they did do for me was to give me Ativan through an IV, which did someone help. But then nobody came to my room nobody was saying anything, so I started to get irritable about the whole thing. And when my nurse came In to check on me, I asked her when somebody was going to come and see me about my mental health And she got really shitty with me told me I was bothering her and you know because I told her can you try to be a little more compassionate? And she started throwing things around and acting And said that she had been working your butt off for me and I had thrown everything around. I felt like getting into a fist fight with her to be honest with you. But I just let it ride I just told her supervisor what she did so anyhow I waited and waited and finally in intake worker for community mental health came in to talk to me and I thought that I would be able to see a psychiatrist. She said there wasn’t one. My only options are to A. Wait until the 28th or to see my old psychiatrist. Option B. Suicide.
im doing great and was wondering if I don’t need meds anymore. But then I know I’m doing great BECAUSE of the meds. What wouid happen if someone who doesn’t have bipolar were taking mood stabilizer and anti depressants?
Hi all. Just venting. I am bipolar with severe anxiety. My brother (who has schizophrenia) has been homeless for 9 months now. I saw him for the first time in 4 months about a week ago. It just breaks my heart and there is nothing I can do about it. The state had guardianship of him and gave it back to him a little over a year ago. He was homeless within three months. He isn't a threat to himself...