Don't respond to general anesthesia very well. Major doses of sedative aren't advisable either. My alt doesn't like physical contact with unfamiliar people at all..

I had been seeing my regular general physician to see if he could help me get through a divorce. I had explained all of my symptoms and concerns so he put me on some anti-depressants. Ended up going back cuz things just weren't working out very well. Explained new symptoms.. including the "voice in my head". New form of anti-depressant and haldol prescribed. I take the haldol.. voice goes away. Head is quiet and empty. felt more alone than I had ever been. I take second dose of haldol and within 2-4 hours i began to have a severe reaction.. felt like entire body was tensing up trying to crush itself. Rushed to ER. (End Of Memory) The Dr told my family that my reaction was life threatening.. I guess it could seize my heart or diaphram.. both. They ended up pumping my IV with 4 very large and very full syringes of Ativan to counter the reaction. I guess they were really concerned cuz if they didn't do anything I would have died. On the other hand they were concerned because pumping that much of a benzodiazapam into a person could have the same terminal result. Moving on..

Now in my defense my family had informed the hospital personnel that I didn't like being touched.

At some point the Dr came in to check on me. (I think Dr's are trained to make some small kind of physical contact with patients.. you know so we all feel like they actually care.) I guess the Dr felt somewhat safe.. why shouldn't he? Literally I was so tranquilized I shouldn't have been able to drool let alone move. I don't think he heard the growl when he got too close.. everyone else did. The moment his hand touched my foot I launched from the bed in what appeared to be an attempt to.. uh.. do great and irreversible bodily harm. I guess it was fortunate that my family tackled me before I actually got a good hold of him. No one will tell me if I actually hurt the Dr.

Personally I don't remember anything from the moment I walked into the ER up til about a day or two later. All I have is what everyone who was there has told me and I have no reason to disbelieve any of them.

It was a very traumatic time for us. drug that was supposed to 'quiet and calm' alt down almost killed him.. I can't live without my alt. We don't trust Dr's anymore or the medicines.