[TheSeaCat]

Hello everyone; I hope all are doing well. I have been so busy the past few days. Then again I guess that is standard anymore. I guess this taught me that when the mini boss is gone for a month things head south really quickly and then you have to work in overdrive to accomplish everything you need to get done. It's Friday tomorrow and I still feel like I have a million and one things to get done.

Med wise tomorrow will be the two week marker and he's right I feel stable and happy on this medication and honestly I don't miss the Seroquel. I sleep just fine with a Gummy Melatonin; cat and human sleeping next to me. I feel like I have healthy energy inside me. I'm not Hypo; no side effects. I really do love this medication; odd to think I might be able to function with just a antidepressant; either way I am thrilled with how I have been doing/feeling.

I've had two stressful weeks and I've handled them well; no anxiety; no bad thoughts; just chill levelheadedness. Plus the nurses are saying I seem different in a good way.

Minus a stressful work day; I had a pretty good night. M got to meet my mother's family since they are in for my graduation. That dinner went awesome the family loves him; granted Grandmother was confused about his career.

Hugs to everyone

[Moose72]

Last night was my youngest's choir concert. He's been practicing a song for weeks! Learned the piano part and sang at the same time. He went all out and he got a standing ovation! He wore a white tie and tails with a vest and jacket and pants... Like a skinny young Liberace! It was beyond awesome! I recorded it on my phone (audio). Apparently they're putting the whole concert on Youtube. I hope its decent quality. My ex (N3s dad) couldn't make it because of his wife having car trouble. He said he was "gutted" for missing it. I would be too. No other family members came to see him except me and my daughter. The whole concert was good. The 3 of us went to Dairy Queen after to celebrate.

[~Christina]

Sorry I’m not up to date with what everyone is doing , hugs to anyone needing it.

I’m doing really well with my decreasing my meds. It’s a slow process. I’m being careful.

My husband and I spent most of yesterday landscaping around our house. We got a good rain today , so I’m hopeful that they will grow quickly

I’m still losing the weight since stooping Latuda , which is a huge relief. I hope it continues. I’m certainly not as hungry as I was when I was on it.

Hugs and cookies for everyone

[Gabyunbound]

I was finally able to sleep last night on only 1 klonopin. It was somewhat later than I'm used to, but fell asleep fine.

Seems my symptoms were only a blip, maybe not even a BP blip, I just don't know. I will, however, stay vigilant.

I'm thinking of stopping my French classes. I can't manage them anymore. I may lose some or all of the money I prepaid.

I don't feel like I can talk to my husband right now. I secretly called my psychiatrist. I hope he will call back later, when my husband is not home.

I just keep thinking about running away, but I know that would do more harm than good. I have no one to talk to about this. As said, this would upset my husband. My siblings are under a lot of stress, too, and I wouldn't want to seem to add more or seem self-centered. My therapist is fine, but she gives only superficial help between appointments. I feel only my psychiatrist can help.

Sometimes I think about pushing myself to the French class, but I imagine that as being the most hellish punishment on myself now. The old teacher surely doesn't understand. I imagine him and his wife being perplexed at me.

Update: I again cancelled my French class. I did not indicate permanent cancellation, though. I guess if they would like to drop me as a student, I understand.

Yesterday I drove to the hospital where my dad is. It was stressful. I had never driven there from my home. Only my childhood home. I had a GPS, but at some points I didn't trust it and felt lost. I did make it there. That place is horrible! It doesn't compare to the hospital he was briefly in a few weeks back. The place he is in is the same place I hold responsible for my nephew's passing.

I brought my dad slip on shoes, but soon after I handed the bag to the nurse she said there was only one shoe. I don't know where the other was. I also realized I didn't have my pocketbook or wallet. I accidentally left them home. I did have my phone and keys.

[Blueberrybook]

OMG, this would only have to happen to me. So, if you can believe it, my capsule endoscopy test had not much to offer but some extra unexpected anxiety. The doctor called me late yesterday afternoon. The pillcam stayed in my stomach the entire 7.5 hr. of filming, indicative of slow gastric emptying (doc thinks Seroquel is the likely culprit or gabapentin though he seemed to think it was the Seroquel if this was the case in my situation, could be damage to a gastric nerve during the ulcer repair, other causes exist too though I can cross diabetes off the list). To be sure the capsule exited my system and did not get stuck in the small intestine or stomach and need surgical removal, I had to get an X-ray (as I hadn't seen it in my stool, which is common for this procedure). Of course, it would be horrible pouring rain with tons of schools closed though my daughter's school was open. The roads here were fine, but I did notice the teacher parking lot seemed quite empty when I dropped my daughter off at 7:55 (first bell at 8, so I'm assuming the teachers need to be in by 8 AM). I know a lot of them do commute. One of my daughter's old 1st grade teachers told me she commuted nearly an hour from north of Houston.

I had to negotiate some high water along the way to the hospital near my GI doc's office, where I had to get the X-ray done because of the insurance, a 45 minute drive usually (and so couldn't use a closer place). There was one really scary point of high water in the road with a police officer helping to direct and give instructions based on your destination. I wouldn't have gone, but the doctor really seemed to feel it was urgent to get the X-ray pronto and not wait until Monday, and frankly, I needed it done fast in order to calm my nerves and stop Googling stuff and panicking myself even more. Tech at the hospital saw no capsule, and the GI doc's assistant called me to confirm that after the X-rays were read by a radiologist, no pillcam capsule remains in my digestive system. Thank God. That was a worry I definitely did not need!

I'm so unwell. I feel like I am going to die. I emailed my husband that with an apology.

[Victoria'smom]

BirdDancer it's time to think about going to the hospital. I'm sorry your going through this.

What's wrong BirdDancer?

[lightly toasted]

I've had a pretty crap week, (C-PTSD stuff) so I've not kept up with the posts. I'm looking forward to spending Sunday afternoon catching up. Just wanted to say, it's been a rough week, but I'm here and I'm okay.

[Daonnachd]

Hey, all. I haven't been keeping up. Sorry.

I went for a walk this morning, so I should be feeling good, right? Well, I'm not. I don't even feel it's worth your time to read this.


I'm two weeks from my next ECT and not doing well. In fact, I want to purge all of my hobby stuff. It's as if throwing it all out would cure me of how I'm feeling. Any wisdom regarding this? I have stuff I've sculpted, drawn, painted. How do I drag myself out of this?

[Wander]

Been pretty low the last few days. I could just be exhausted with a flare-up of Fibromyalgia so I am not panicking yet. Haven't done much except short walks and food shopping. Apart from that I have listened to music and watched TV, with a bit of housework in there. I am coping. The PTSD is still causing pain but it's not as bad as it was a week ago. Hip injury keeps flaring up as I find it difficult to not trigger it. It will take months to heal completely. Not much to report really.

Hope everyone is at least hanging in there and better times are ahead.

[Sunflower123]

Originally Posted by Daonnachd

Hey, all. I haven't been keeping up. Sorry.

I went for a walk this morning, so I should be feeling good, right? Well, I'm not. I don't even feel it's worth your time to read this.


I'm two weeks from my next ECT and not doing well. In fact, I want to purge all of my hobby stuff. It's as if throwing it all out would cure me of how I'm feeling. Any wisdom regarding this? I have stuff I've sculpted, drawn, painted. How do I drag myself out of this?

I’m sorry I don’t have any advice but I’m thinking of you and sending hugs and supportive vibes. Please don’t throw out your hobby items. It sounds like really nice stuff and you may regret it when you feel better. I hope it happens soon.

[Sunflower123]

Originally Posted by BirdDancer

I'm so unwell. I feel like I am going to die. I emailed my husband that with an apology.

Please take good care of yourself. Thinking of you.

Daonnachd: i think it's so cool that you've sculpted, drawn and painted! What sorts of subjects are they? I treasure the few pieces that i've held onto from my high school art class days, mostly sketched portraits. Please don't throw your creations out! You'll feel differently about them once you feel better -- which i hope is soon.

My first day at 100mg of Lamictal was not a revelation. I had a wave of nausea last night after i took it and went to bed but that could have been because i ate like an idiot yesterday. I managed to last it out with out barfing tho and slept well. The second half of this day things improved tho so maybe there is faint hope that the Lamictal is starting to work?


Seems that a lot here on Psych Central are struggling this weekend. Hugs to all!

[gina_re]

Well the past couple of days have been ok. Today in particular was awesome because I was once again at my sister's house and being with my nephews and niece makes me feel good. I don't think about any of my problems when I'm around them. Yesterday was difficult because I had to go to dinner with my family for my aunt's bday. I wasn't dying to go, but I can't pass up free food lol. It was just hard being around family while I'm going through this depressive phase. The only family I can deal with is my sister and her kids. When I'm home and alone, I'd rather just sleep the entire day so that I don't have to be awake and face the day.
I got a call for an interview on Monday, so I hope that goes well.

I fell asleep on the backseat of the car, but my neighbor's garage door woke me up. My husband discovered me and apologized so I went back into the house. Plus, it was hot in the car for some reason.

I don't know why I am awake. It's 3:45 am. I did take my evening meds. I took 650 mg Seroquel yesterday between iR and XR. The window is open. The air coming in is now cool and smells nice. There is no sound at all other than my husband's breathing in his sleep.

My dad's situation has definitely not helped mine. Another few things didn't either.

I'm hungry. I wish I could eat a pancake, but I'm not sure if I am up to making any now.

[Victoria'smom]

I want to make myself sick. Not hospital level but close enough that they realize they love me and don't want me to die. Problem is most likely even if it's not "hospital level" he'd probably make me go. He doesn't have time to take me to the hospital. I don't want to be there feeling ill. I don't want medication. I just want him to KNOW that it's not what he wants. He can say that's not what he wants all day. He can even rush me to the hospital but that doesn't mean he truly doesn't feel that way. I'm so torn. I'm trying to take his words at face value but they sting because they're all lies. I know if I die it would ruin their lives and I would like to think they would miss me.

I'm going to try to do pleasant type things to hopefully lift my mood. Luckily the weather is gorgeous. Tonight we plan to celebrate my birthday early. Tomorrow will be crowded.