[Lady Courtesan]

Now that the bipolar drugs are are out of my system, bad things are beginning to happen. Episodes, full blown, the shakes, peripheral illusions, depression, worse than bipolar, and after six months of no final exit thinking, it seems to be back again.

Please share whatever other goodies or surprises are in store for me.

Thank you.

[ChipperMonkey]

I don't think anyone can tell you what you're in store for as everyone experiences PTSD just a little bit differently. Are you bipolar and now off your meds? Are you in therapy?

[MotownJohnny]

Since this was the VA doctor's idea, shouldn't they be monitoring you closely to make sure this is a tolerable transition. And that you don't have serious problems? Or did you do this on your own?

I know when I was working on getting off lamictal, I had a lot of problems. Primarily neurological - shakes, chills, etc.

[Open Eyes]

You need to make sure you report these challenges to a professional because if you have been taken off a medication, it should have been done "carefully" and gradually.

I was taking Klonopin regularly for a while and I weaned myself off of them because of how I felt hung over every morning and the psychiatrist had insisted the drug was "non addictive" and "safe' for me to take and would not have withdrawl to it if I stopped. Well, he was very wrong.

It is "very" important to talk about these symptoms you are experiencing. It is well known that when a person is taken off of some medications they can experience horrible withdrawls and should be carefully monitored.

Please make this challenge known ok?

((Concerned Caring Hugs)))
OE

[SeekerOfLife]

Lady C, please be safe! PM me if you need, hon.

[Teacake]

Shake off the shakes and do yoga. Don't expect anything from "trauma therapy" unless you are borderline. Then do whatever Is offered. It will help.

Psychiatry Is ****ed up. Leave it alone. Don't take pills from strangers unless you know what they are and what they do. The system does care if you live or die. The people in the system are not good and whole people. Its a shame. Sigh for the cou.t of four then get over it.

I got put on Prozac which made ADD worse and PTSD worse. Why? Because they dont. about us. Were the doctors who had to deal with low dopamine high norepinephrine me outraged that the other doc gave me prozac? No. They found the most tangential ways to blame me. It might have required effort on theor part if Ix taken action against Dr. Cantcheckinterations. They are all.lazy dumbed down fluoridated brains. Don't hate them. Just dont expect much of them.

Do yoga. Eat clean. Do a spiritual practice that Is more grounded red than airy. Dont drunk or get high unless you have friends who know what they are doing with mdma. Or MMJ.. consider ayurvedic remedy but dont waste your time with herbs if you are not exercising and eating right..

[Lady Courtesan]

Thank you. No-thre va docs decided I have Never been bipolar and it has always been ptsd. I kondos hate all of them right now.

ASnd you can trmovre this one too if you find it objectionable.

[Open Eyes]

(((Lady Courtesan))),

I am worried about how you are doing. Are you ok? You can PM me if you need to vent or talk anytime. I am very sorry you were misdiagnosed, unfortunately you are not alone with that challenge, others have experienced that too, including myself.

Now you finally have a diagnosis you can learn about, get the right support for and finally begin to get the right help for. I am sorry, I am very sorry you have been misdiagnosed. Understanding PTSD better has taken time, no one meant to hurt you. Try to find a way to be grateful that enough has been learned about it so you can finally have the right diagnosis, many before you in the past did not really have that help. We are all learning, learning how to understand these challenges that people struggle with.

((Gentle Caring Hugs))
OE

[Lady Courtesan]

Sorry if I didn't make this clear. I was diagnosed for fourteen years as bipolar, my emotions repressed by seroquel. My doctor refused to take me off of it. About a year ago I transitioned from medicaide to the VA where they did take me off seroquel and put me on effexor and nightmare meds. I spent Jan to July of this year without a single syptom of anything. My docs watch me carefully but no one expected this to hit me so hard and so quickly. I went from feeling great to basket case in about 48 hours. I was at the VA today and will be again on Friday. They are going to put me back on flexiril and something for paranoia.

And I trust them a hell of a lot more than the civilian doctors who stole fourteen years of my life. Why had I never been tested before? Because it's so freaking easy to slap a label on someone and holler 'next'!

And thank you open eyes and seeker for your concern. I'm a long, long
way from okay, but I feel stronger. I have a trauma shrink, a regular shrink and an awesome primary care doctor. And they work in tandem, even trying to schedual my appointments on the same day when they can. And I trust them more than any civilian doctors I've ever had.

(Seeker, I will be writing to you tomorrow.)

And open eyes, I must give you credit. You called this one months ago, and you scared me to death. But you were right. You ought to be putting out your own shingle!

I've run the gamut of dozens of symptoms in the past three weeks, so now that I have clarified the situation, perhaps the same posters, or someoe else has other advice?

Thank you for taking the time.

[glok]

I shall always cherish your kind words. May you find someone worthy.

[Fuzzybear]

I can't imagine having been mis dx' d for all that time only to find you have CPTSD. I'm sorry . I wish I could say or do more. I feel very angry and disappointed FOR your bad experience.

[Lady Courtesan]

Thank you, my dear, and thank you for the pm. Your empathy means much to me, as well.

But I have good things in my life-alll is not doom and gloom and I hate ranting and whining and that's why I haven't been around.

I have my beloved Maine Coon cat, Little Man. He is so loving and so sensitive to my moods that I can't be too upset or it upsets him! But he is my darling and sometimes he is the only reason I hang around. The hugs and kisses and the laughter made it all worth while.

I have a dear and beloved friend who is also my roommate. She is 26 years younger and I am not even allowed to carry in groceries anymore. So nice to be taken care of for a change and not always the caretaker. She is the kind of person that walks around with little rainbows above her head and my job, as I see it, is to help raise her self esteem.

And of course I have my faith. Faith in my greater power, in my work and in myself.

Again, thank you for caring. I feel like a house dropped on me lately, but no one better not dare touch my red sequin shoes!

There's nothing better than friends AND furbabies to help us feel better. BTW, you do not whine.