Thoughts

I'm a bit concerned..unless your t is a psychiatrist-which I'm assuming he is not, as you have a separate pdoc-he should not be giving medical advice, such as when to take your meds.

How are you feeling now? Are the thoughts any less intense?

I agree. A tdoc is not qualified to give medication advice nor should he... even with good intentions he is not licensed to do so.

They're a bit less intense and every now and then I get a thought like, "do it tonight while they are sleeping." It shocks me to have these thoughts because I don't feel intention behind them. My parents are over and I think we are all going to discuss the situation. I am thinking seriously of going to the hospital.

you are seriously thinking about it for a reason....

When I was in the hospital last time my room mate had told me she had been depressed for a while, but still went to work every day, so in her mind "wasn't that bad off". However, she tried to kill herself 2 times in 2 days. She overdosed one night on two bottles of pills, then woke up the next morning and realizing she was still alive "crawled" (while having double vision) to finish herself off by downing the rest of all the pills in her house and chasing it down with a bottle of vodka.

She said she was passing out and her phone rang, she instinctively answered the phone and it was her boss. Her boss wasn't sure what was wrong but called 911. She was in ICU for many days, had kidney failure and her heart stopped once or twice.....She's lucky to be alive. She like you didn't think she needed to go to the hospital...apparently she did.

That's the reality of suicidal thoughts....they can get out of hand very quickly.

Your t absolutely should have contacted your pdoc for med adjustments. If you're going to discuss this with the family, please be honest. Better still, tell them you need to go to the hospital & tell them why.

They shouldn't have to make this decision. You know you won't be safe until you are there. You're an adult. Do what needs doing.


Roadrunner

If you are not comfortable going to the hospital, I understand, but maybe you should discuss with T what thoughts or symptoms would be an absolute indication you need to go to the ER now. If you have that set of criteria, your brain can't argue waiting longer than is safe.

Where are you, BNLsMOM? Not been online here since early yesterday evening. Very worried.

Hopefully she went to the hospital.

I'll be praying for her. I think most of us know how yucky it is to be hospitalized. Unfortunatly it just becomes necessary sometimes.

Hi everyone. I went to the ER and they admited me. It took 29 hours to find a bed, but once I got there and started receiving aggressive treatment, I started to feel better. They switched risperdone to Invega, and by Sunday afternoon I was feeling better. I had to stay for a few days so that they could see that I was stabiliized. I came home this afternoon. The thoughts have been gone for 3 and a half days.

The downside is that I had a bunch of stuff stolen. Nothing valuable, but I was still angry. I spoke up at community meeting and even though I knew I wasn't going to get my stuff back, I was proud of myself.

YOU'RE BACK! Welcome Home! So good to hear you are ok. 29 hours? Wow...no thoughts is a great thing! Hooray for you for speaking up, I would be angry too. When I was in the hospital someone got all of their clothes stolen. I'm so glad you are ok.

I am glad you are feeling better and that the hospitalization helped. Sorry to hear about the theft.

Hey hey! What a wonderful surprise!

I'm so happy to see you back, BNLsMOM, & sounding so great! Bummer about the theft but terrific that you spoke up about it.

We've missed you & been thinking about you, hoping you were getting the best possible treatment. I'm so glad the med change swept those nasty thoughts out of your head. Man, we were all more than ready to get rid of them & have you safe!

Roadrunner

Glad you got help and are feeling better. When I was in the hospital a few people had some things stolen, but I hid my stuff, except my clothes of course. I was sooooo irritable I think they were scared to steal from me...LOL. Plus, I warned my roommates that I'd beat some *ss if my stuff was stolen.... totally the mania talking, but no one touched my stuff.

this makes me want to start a thread about crazy things that happen while hospitalized I have some stories, lol. That might be too triggery or somthing though?

Yeah, I almost didn't post what I did cuz I don't want to deter people from going to the hospital, but just couldn't help myself with that one.

Ya I wouldnt want to paint a bad picture for people who never been or are reluctant to go to the hospital....

Welcome back! I'm glad you're feeling better, though it sucks that your stuff got stolen. Good on you for speaking up about it!

Glad that you got the help you needed and now are back!

So glad you are back and feeling better, BNLsMOM!

Quadruple the I am glad you are back!! And glad you went!! And glad you are doing better!! I'm sorry about your stuff . At our hospital psych ward you are not really allowed to keep much with you. Most stuff is locked up. I am really glad you are doing a bit better! Thank you for going..

I'm super glad you got help and are doing better. Please forgive me for triggering you, that was not my intention...

It wasn't any fault of yours. The board is here for posting things when sometimes we have no other person to speak with. Don't hold back in fear of triggering someone. If you put a trigger icon on the post then you've done your job.

I am glad to be home. I was thinking today that although the bad thoughts are gone I have gone right back to the way I was living before. I don't want to make the excuse that I am still recovering, although I am. I want to change things for the better. It is time for some real deep work in therapy so that I can have a better life. It seems like such a distant thing with all my fears and hang-ups. But it must be possible.

I'm trying to do a lot of hard work too, and I feel like I'm realizing some things that have been right in front of my face forever. The big thing I learned is its not my fault that I'm sick. I have been told that 100 times, but now im really starting to get it. good luck to you.