Lately I can't seem to accomplish anything. Seriously. Anything. Taking a shower is a big effort. Huge. (I do it anyway).
I'm used to being able to multi task. I'm used to periods of super productivity. I have depended on those in the past to get things done.
I have taken some time off work and it's time to go back. The thought of going back to work is terrifying. My BH and I have been talking about me being a SAHM but I have to buy medical insurance because BH works as an independent contractor (no health insurance). That task is too much for me.
I am horribly anxious about stuff that needs doing and I'm not getting done (taxes, finances, health appointments). Everything is too much.
My pDoc took me off all ADHD meds and has me taking Geodon. I'm not having suicidal thoughts but I don't care so much about living if that makes sense. I feel worthless...well lets face it, right now I am worthless.
Has anyone else experienced this? This is not normal for me. I'm normally all about getting stuff done...or I used to be. Now I've cut out a bunch of my responsibilities and I'm doing close to nothing.
[This message edited by knightsbff at 4:47 PM, April 16th (Tuesday)]
Considering that DDay wasn't that long ago, you and BH are still in a pretty heightened part of the emotional rollercoaster. Even if you don't feel like it's directly related, I bet that the feelings and guilt etc are just coming to a point where they're all swirling around and it's hard to make sense of things right now.
Please keep a dialogue open with your doc(s) about this. You're not a pain if you check in with them about how you think you're being affected. It's REALLY important that they help keep an eye on you as you strive to find balance.
I'm glad you posted. I wish I could be of better help. It won't always be like this, but sometimes we need to keep asking for help. We can't tread water forever.
I feel like going completely off the reservation...quitting meds, pDoc, everything. I needed a voice of reason. I'm honest with my BH about this stuff but whining to him about it seem so ungrateful and unfair given what he's dealing with, kwim?
[This message edited by knightsbff at 6:00 PM, April 16th (Tuesday)]
Take some deep breaths and be gentle with yourself. I've been where you are, and I can honestly say, it does get better. And as my IC always says to me when I get way ahead of myself "be kind to yourself!"
I finally slept last night so I feel slightly better. I have IC today I will talk to her and try to see pDoc ASAP.
It took a couple rounds of meds to get it right for me. Talk to your Dr and be honest about how you are feeling - he/she doesnt know what is working or not working unless you tell them. Meds made a world of difference for me, once we got it right.
Stay in IC, stay in contact with ur Dr and keep working until you begin to feel better - what you describe reminds me a lot of myself post DDay. Life has to go on and you need to be functional. Until you get your feet back underneath you, meds can help but you need to work thru that with your dr.
Good luck to you.
When I got the right meds, it was like a switch had flipped, and my mood had stabilized, which in turn made the rest of my life far more manageable and got me to the point where I could finally learn to help myself learn to heal.
The wrong meds did everything from zombify me to nearly drive me crazy with hypomania and anxiety. But once I pinpointed what was wrong, researched the meds, and spoke honestly with my mental health support team (Dr, IC, NP) and articulated my specific concerns, we were able to find the right medication and treatment plan.
Stick with it, and follow up with IC pdoc regularly and be mindful of your body. If it feels like something's off, it will let you know.
You'll do fine. You'll get through this!