I want to get on here and say something along the lines of, "GUYS! I've been doing so fabulously! I've been taking my meds right and they're working well! I've been making friends again and I really am getting my life straight!"
Buuuut, no.
I was doing really well for a while! I was. But then... I don't know what happened.
It started with a few little problems, and then it turned into a full blown I-think-I'm-going-to-die-let's-go-to-the-ER event. -.-" Yeah, I'm still not happy about that.
So what happened? The short version is this: I flipped. I had a panic attack where I couldn't sit or stand still, I was freaking out, and I irrationally refused to take any medication at home. So we went to the ER. We spent 5 1/2 hrs in the freakin' ER.
Then, I woke up today and I could -not- go to school. My mom called my psychiatrist's office and got me an appointment. She had to work, though, so my dad took me. It was fairly uneventful. The doc ordered a new med for me to help with my sleeplessness and depressive symptoms (which I've been exhibiting again, big time) and upped my anxiety meds.
So now I'm on five different medications. HOPEFULLY this will help me out. I've been taking my meds like I'm supposed to and doing (some of) my relaxation stuff. *shrug* I guess I need to be doing more relaxation stuff, eh? Yeah, I know. *sigh* Okay. I will do more relaxation stuff. I will force myself.
So yeah, that's what's been going on. I'll keep you posted about how these meds work.
OOOH! I want a fishie. So if anyone has a fish they're trying to get rid of or just don't want anymore, I'll take it/them. I want a fishhhhhh. xD
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