So today felt like a weird time at the psych's office. I really have no idea as to why I went. Hubby went with meNo meds now til Wedsnesday ahhh thats a good idea!!!! Off lamotringine now and just stay on the sleeping tablets HUHhhh???? Why??? The whole chat was as clear as mud to me Well there was an hours chat about how I shouldn't see the psych as god??? I said... I dont , I just see you as someone who can help me with my mental health issues as you are better trained than ME!!! Oh he said something about bp2???? No idea... then said that I need alot of psychological work as I have had alot happen in my past. Marsha spoke up and said that she is reluctant to do this with me due to my fragile state of mind. So I came home and went abso chicken oriental at hubby. My mouth was like a random machine gun!!! This is roughly some of the things I said to hubby which then prompted him to phone Marsha... my nurse bless her XxxUse my coping mechanisms I have managed to use over the years was what my psych said to do til weds!!! Humph... I didnt have kids, I lived alone, didn't have a mortgage, didnt have the job responsibility I have now... or the money. I basically had shit job and shit money. I could get up... be a robot for as long as my job needed then flop. Oh... I'd smoke joints to wire me. It didnt make me sleep... I became alert on it whereas others go snore so Id caine their joint off as well! Can't use this coping mechanism with kids can I. Another one... totally switch off and stay in bed for ages like... take the battery out of my brain and have no interruptions. I cant do that either. A wife with a 10 year old boy and 7 year old girl. No chance.I then told hubby that Id be better off go back to the GP and going back onto citalopram at least that takes away the panic attacks and anxiety issues. Rather than being in this state of coping with nothing apart from personal hygiene. Hubby is off work looking after me and the kids!!! He's coping with EVERYTHING. I am literally just ticking along with life!!!! In fact... I just pop in at the mo and escape on here for peace.I have come off the citalopram 4 times in 10 years and have gone depressed to the point of suicide each time. Fab idea if you cant cope what do you think will happen Manda??? Oh good the psych has reassured me he will put me back on 10ml of antidepressant....wooohooo thats gonna impact NOT Erm another coping mech... party, party oh and more party, then hit clubs b4 crashing.After my freak out followed by panic... hubby phoned Marsha to understand this mud.SO when Marsha rang back... she explained that she went back in and challenged his decision and he said that my reaction to lamotringine isn't "usual" and he needs to be careful about prescribing me something else and setting me up to fail with side effects. So he is going to go away and research by Weds. He needed to speak to me in person rather than just through Marsha to clarify my situation. Phew NOW THIS MAKES SENSE. She's a good nSO now I just feel like Dumbo.... wheres my magic feather, I want one XxxxxxxxxxxxxxQUESTIONWhen Im going low... I say Im bleeding to death fromthe inside out! How can I explain this to my husband so that he can understand me?? Please use comment box below so that I canquickly find it all rather than search for the post XxxxxxxxX Really appreciated you sharing
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Hey MOoos, get a second opinion!!!!! Perhaps you should be under close medical observation as you go off of the lamictal. I don\'t know if stopping cold turkey is a good idea!
Sometimes partners can get overwealmed with caring for loved ones. My depressive episodes were very tough on my ex. To her credit, that isn\'t why we broke up.
Just take your time with him. I had a terrible bp episode this time last year and my sister came to my rescue, getting me in to see a doc, making sure I ate, got my meds, etc. At the end of it, I thanked her and then asked if she could go back to being my sister instead of my caretaker. I told her my psychiatrist could be my caretaker.
I\'m on lamictal too, the first thing that\'s ever worked. Life is good right now. A few months ago, I was in between jobs and didn\'t have money for my meds. That scared the hell out of me!!!
Ok, now. Please be kind to yourself, take care of yourself, forgive yourself. Do these things for your husband as well. I wish you all the best!!!!!
I went through this with my hubby, the only word I could find that hit home with him was I told him that I felt as though I was hemhorraging and that I was drowning in my own blood. He got and these days he is as careful as I am to watch that I take my meds. I am on Lithium and citalopram and so far so good. I agree with freeheeler, get that second opinion. Just because a doc has a degree doesn\'t mean they know everything. It took me quite a few tries to find the doc that fit with me. I will keep you in my prayers, God bless, Kim
Tell him that when you feel this way, that you feel like you are watching your own death. Tell him you feel helpless inside when you have this feeling, knowing that there\'s nothing that you can do, but just pray everything will be okay; that it feels like you are watching your own funeral procession march on by! I hope this helps.
Blessings
Princess
wow... i wish i knew what to say.... u cant just tell him like that... word for word on how it feels... i mean i honest dont think you can really make someone underdstand how you feel.. i have tryed to tell people how i feel and its like they just dont get it iguess u have to have the feeling to REALLY understand.. im not sure how to tell someone that doesnt underdstand.. i wish i could of been more help but i dont know the answer to this and i feel so bad that i cant help you because you have helped me before and i cant do it back im sorry..... best of luck to you.. lots of lve Angie
After I had become suicidal, did my stay at mental hospital and begged the X to take me home, I was sitting on the toilet and happened to glance up and the x had made a little noose and tied it around an Easter Peep bunny (the marshmellow candy they sell only at Easter time)and had him hanging from the bathroom shelf! Be glad you have Trev and not my X:)
oh my pea pod sorry ur not 2 good, u know where iam, if not on here i\'ll b on msn, if ya need cheering up, im the garl lol, u know i love ya & worry, ive not know u 2 b so down, wish i could pick it outta ur head for ya xxxx
Just tell him you\'re fucking hurting. and you can\'t tell him enough. for him to get any understanding of it. But ask him to Please try to have just a little bit of compassion
Kay