I started off with just Generalized anxiety disorder....or at least I guess that was what it was......they sent me all over the place to determine what the Dx should be. My insurance even sent me to UCLA to see what they had to say.....they were throwing around terms (Dx's) all over the place & couldn't really pinpoint a name for it.

Within a year, it turned into Depression along with the anxiety. The Depression took on many forms during that time also & they couldn't really put a specific name on it at that time either....then to top that off, along came Anorexia. My current pdoc finally Dx'ed it as Major Depression recurrent. It settled into that mostly & was pretty much under control without meds or much therapy even though I kept going to therapy "just in case".

Life was starting to go pretty good except for the times where my husband would make sure that my depression was still around at least a little. Then came the trauma with the home care RN for my Mother who was dying of cancer. I knew I was really messed up by the situation.....but could it be called a trauma?......In the minds of the professionals, it was just Anorexia again. It wasn't until about a month after my Mothers death that many symptoms of PTSD started to hit me....but it was hard to convince anyone of what was really going on with me.

After all is said & done, my pdoc finally was convinced that PTSD was another factor in my problems.

Up until 11 1/2 years ago, I didn't have anything to even DX. Now, I have all kinds of names to define what is going on inside of my head & body.

At least I'm not messed up enough to stop me from doing the few things that I love & have a passion for.....I still am able to escape into the thing that I enjoy so much in life even with all the descriptions I have attached to myself.

Debbie