"My life is like a lemon drop. I'm sucking on the bitter to get to the sweet part. I know there are better days ahead." - Lemon Drop by Pistol Annies
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Just a life update!
So it's been a while. Far, far too long, but I've been kinda busy and I've been having ideas for posts running through my head and I just haven't gotten around to typing them up or posting them! Ah! I'll get better at this! I swear!
So it's been like 2-3 months being off medication and I feel like I'm doing fantastic. I don't like feeling numb, like every medication I tried caused. Even if it was just slight numbness. I have my good days and I have bad days. In the last two weeks I've cried twice. Once was because of watching Safe Haven. That totally doesn't count though. The other time was just because I felt as though I had no friends and no one there to talk to me. And then it caused this whole morning time cleaning and crying ordeal. Not fun. Only lasted a couple of minutes though, thankfully! Not a panic attack. I haven't been sleeping super well, but I'm trying to get back on a normal schedule. The medicines I was on were so sedating that I'd literally be able to sleep 14 hours and still be exhausted and need caffeine. I've been using less to get me to sleep at night though, and I've been working out, so I think that's been helping (I'll do a post more about that later).
I haven't had a panic attack since I went to Mexico, so about a month ago. And that was because my sister wouldn't send me a picture of my dog. I love my dog and knowing that I'm so far away from her stresses me out. Plus I was recently on a new birth control. By the way, Nuvaring sucks. So much. I couldn't get it in there right, no matter how I tried. I could constantly feel it and it felt like I had a tampon in for the two weeks I had it in. It never fully expanded. But I didn't want to worry about taking the pill in Mexico and my lameass doctor wouldn't recommend an IUD for me, so I tried it. Bad choice. I'll contact Planned Parenthood about it and try to get one there.
But things have been going pretty dang well! And my prescribing nurse practitioner seemed to think that I wouldn't do well without medicine. Bam. I'm doing fine, beyatch. But I will be discussing getting my dog beast certified as an Emotional Support Animal. The website says examples of conditions needing an ESA are: Depression, anxiety, panic attacks, post traumatic stress disorder and personality disorder. Oh hey, I have anxiety, panic attacks, ptsd and depression! She thinks it's bipolar, but I think it's depression. But yeah. So I'd need to have her prescribe my dog to me, basically, and then write a letter saying I need her and then I think go through the National Service Animal Registry.
But I'm still very much alive, even though no one reads this! Haha. Don't care.
But I'm going to type up more blog posts now and just save them for later this week!! Ha!
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