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15 years ago
So, I don't like talking about SOME OF the more negative stuff in my life. The stuff that doesn't really matter, like ganking, or crappy WH40k dice rolls, that stuff I'll talk about with no problems.
But the kind of stuff I mean is the kind of stuff that might get me shipped off to a psychiatric hospital for inpatient care at worst.
Last year, my meds were lowered, because I just couldn't stand the nausea that came from the hunger from the Risperdal. I also was placed on Celexa for anxiety.
At first it was pretty bad. The Celexa caused a LOT of nausea. But then that went away, and the edge was taken off of my anxiety, which was good. The nausea from the Risperdal went away.
But... I soon discovered things were not for the best. I began suffering what I believe were delusions. The first was the worst, because I wasn't ready for it at all. But after a couple of minutes, I realized what kind of thoughts I was having, as I recognized the feeling the thinking process gave as being delusional.
I then did the best thing to do. I told myself mentally that such things are not true, over and over. When my thoughts asked why they wouldn't be true, why reality doesn't work that way, I came up with reasons for it. Fortunately, this killed those thoughts.
I wrote the experience down in my journal, and showed those writings to my parents. We talked a bit after they read, and we agreed that since it was the first time, I could just have been having a bad day, and since I was going into the doctor's in a couple of months anyway, just wait till then.
So I waited, living my life as normal. Then another delusional process started, but this one I recognized very quickly and shut down. A few days later, another one. Every few days, I encountered another start to a delusion. Most of them were about different things, and all of them were shut down very quickly.
Eventually, I went to my dad in the middle of the night after I'd made a post about all that, and had him read the post on the forum. We agreed that I should get in to see the doctor as soon as possible. Unfortunately, the day after the following morning was the doctor's last day in the office until the next year. So an appointment was made for me for early January.
When I got in, I was feeling anxious, but the Celexa had since done more for me than simply take the edge off, it had brought down the level of anxiety a LOT, so it was bearable.
I got in, and showed the doctor my journal entry from the first experience, told her a bit about the other stuff that had happened since, and now my meds have been upped.
Hopefully we'll find a balance between too hungry and the symptoms. We're trying the mid-point now. : 3
But the kind of stuff I mean is the kind of stuff that might get me shipped off to a psychiatric hospital for inpatient care at worst.
Last year, my meds were lowered, because I just couldn't stand the nausea that came from the hunger from the Risperdal. I also was placed on Celexa for anxiety.
At first it was pretty bad. The Celexa caused a LOT of nausea. But then that went away, and the edge was taken off of my anxiety, which was good. The nausea from the Risperdal went away.
But... I soon discovered things were not for the best. I began suffering what I believe were delusions. The first was the worst, because I wasn't ready for it at all. But after a couple of minutes, I realized what kind of thoughts I was having, as I recognized the feeling the thinking process gave as being delusional.
I then did the best thing to do. I told myself mentally that such things are not true, over and over. When my thoughts asked why they wouldn't be true, why reality doesn't work that way, I came up with reasons for it. Fortunately, this killed those thoughts.
I wrote the experience down in my journal, and showed those writings to my parents. We talked a bit after they read, and we agreed that since it was the first time, I could just have been having a bad day, and since I was going into the doctor's in a couple of months anyway, just wait till then.
So I waited, living my life as normal. Then another delusional process started, but this one I recognized very quickly and shut down. A few days later, another one. Every few days, I encountered another start to a delusion. Most of them were about different things, and all of them were shut down very quickly.
Eventually, I went to my dad in the middle of the night after I'd made a post about all that, and had him read the post on the forum. We agreed that I should get in to see the doctor as soon as possible. Unfortunately, the day after the following morning was the doctor's last day in the office until the next year. So an appointment was made for me for early January.
When I got in, I was feeling anxious, but the Celexa had since done more for me than simply take the edge off, it had brought down the level of anxiety a LOT, so it was bearable.
I got in, and showed the doctor my journal entry from the first experience, told her a bit about the other stuff that had happened since, and now my meds have been upped.
Hopefully we'll find a balance between too hungry and the symptoms. We're trying the mid-point now. : 3
