Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2008 5:37 am
Hi all. I appreciate your messages and am a step up on the ladder today. I think the Lamitcal was making me crazy- or crazier. I just was worse on it than off. I was terribly anxious then deeply depressed. EVERYTHING was wrong- you know how that feels? My husband lost it on me and we had world war three. He took every insecurity and worry and brought it to life, even saying that he'd take the baby to daycare everyday to keep her from me out of spite. She's the one thing that keeps me in reality and grounded everyday. I went down to feeling suicidal and he left with the baby. This is funny. I called a suicide prevention hotline, and the girl just sat there. Boy, you know you're a loser when....
He came back and apologized. I'm hving trouble forgiving and forgetting. I told him I didn't want to be married to him. If ya'll only knew how much he's put up with for me, that's so unfair of me, but everything he said is replaying in my mind like a bad record.
When I went up on the Lamictal yesterday, the headache was unbearable and I was out of my mind. So he stopped pushing me to give it a shot. We talked and yada, yada, yada. We're trying a new medicine. My mom is on her way down so I don't have to be scared and alone until this passes. And I believe it will pass.
Oh wait, cancel the new med. The nurse just called and said we'd hold off on trying anything until the other gets out of my system. Great- leave me floundering. We suggested a different drug based on less side effects and he said no to that when it's time to try something. That means he'll put me on something with weight gain, and I have like one outfit I can wear. Huummm- I guess I'll be burning the washing machine up. I already gained 25 lbs in one month- uuuhhhh.
Well, dern, It's one day at a time and we'll face whatever comes along. Thanks again for the thoughts and prayers. It can only get better. right?
He came back and apologized. I'm hving trouble forgiving and forgetting. I told him I didn't want to be married to him. If ya'll only knew how much he's put up with for me, that's so unfair of me, but everything he said is replaying in my mind like a bad record.
When I went up on the Lamictal yesterday, the headache was unbearable and I was out of my mind. So he stopped pushing me to give it a shot. We talked and yada, yada, yada. We're trying a new medicine. My mom is on her way down so I don't have to be scared and alone until this passes. And I believe it will pass.
Oh wait, cancel the new med. The nurse just called and said we'd hold off on trying anything until the other gets out of my system. Great- leave me floundering. We suggested a different drug based on less side effects and he said no to that when it's time to try something. That means he'll put me on something with weight gain, and I have like one outfit I can wear. Huummm- I guess I'll be burning the washing machine up. I already gained 25 lbs in one month- uuuhhhh.
Well, dern, It's one day at a time and we'll face whatever comes along. Thanks again for the thoughts and prayers. It can only get better. right?