#3 when the meds don’t mix
6 years ago
A*ccept Differnces, B*e kind, C*ount your blessings, D*ream, E*xpress thanks, F*orgive, G*ive freely, H*arm no one, I*magine more, J*ettison anger, K*eep confidences, L*ove truly,
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Had my MSLT done, I couldn’t stay asleep, just kept bouncing back and forth from sleep to wake like some dribbling a basketball, so they ruled out Hypersomnia and Narcolepsy. Which is a relief, I didn’t want those.
He suggested I see another doctor, very nice guy , he prescribed me Clomipramine to help suppress my REM cycles during my night time sleep. It’s normally for OCD and sever depression and anxiety. Well, my family, and I too, have a weird history with not acting right with meds.
HOLY SHIT!!! I have never taken recreational drugs before, but what I experienced I would call a bad trip. I woke up, and my arms and legs were too long, and I was Afraid of EVERYTHING. Like serious in fetal position, or back plastered up against the wall when my hubby would try to give me something. For a good hour It would take 4 or5 attempts for me to even be able to reach out to pick up my cup. Then my hubby had to move all toys and blankets out of the way to the bathroom because... well they were scary and I didn’t want to touch them...still feeling weird and very high strung, but not like I was thank god!
So... continues the journey to what is wrong with this Nyeowzers’ kitty’s noggin.
I am sorry I have not been here more... I just trying to figure this all out.
He suggested I see another doctor, very nice guy , he prescribed me Clomipramine to help suppress my REM cycles during my night time sleep. It’s normally for OCD and sever depression and anxiety. Well, my family, and I too, have a weird history with not acting right with meds.
HOLY SHIT!!! I have never taken recreational drugs before, but what I experienced I would call a bad trip. I woke up, and my arms and legs were too long, and I was Afraid of EVERYTHING. Like serious in fetal position, or back plastered up against the wall when my hubby would try to give me something. For a good hour It would take 4 or5 attempts for me to even be able to reach out to pick up my cup. Then my hubby had to move all toys and blankets out of the way to the bathroom because... well they were scary and I didn’t want to touch them...still feeling weird and very high strung, but not like I was thank god!
So... continues the journey to what is wrong with this Nyeowzers’ kitty’s noggin.
I am sorry I have not been here more... I just trying to figure this all out.
V.
This is a nice safe place
*fluffy cuddles*
Stay strong, Kitchen Kitty. They have lots of options to choose from. Wuff is sure you'll find one that works for you.
It felt so very wrong.
It’s my first time ever trying something... a little gun shy now. I need to keep trying though!!
Thank you for the encouragement!!!
*big fluffy cuddles*
Best wishes finding something that works right for you!