So my hubby jokingly said yesterday that I was going to visit the Looney Bin. Hey I'm the one who told him before we got married I was certifiably crazy :-) I am getting ready to head there now, and I am terrified. I am scared, I have never done any type of 'group' therapy or anything and it scares the crap out of me. I don't know what to expect, what meds are they going to put me on? Am I gonna be a drowsy nut, like my sister was? They had her on so many drugs at one point that she passed out while driving, totaled her car and took out a telephone pole........these are my fears. I am extremely nauseated today. It could be that my Neurotransmitter levels are so low I am reacting to the Neuroreplete....leaving a note for Rob to call the Dr as I'm not sure when I will be home today.
I will say someone has turned my Robby receptors back on....holy cow! Feeling like I haven't felt in a LONG LONG time :-) And loving every minute of it. Incredible! I think he is enjoying it as well.
Wanted to add....I did not want to die. I just wanted my pain to end.
Heather, you are going through so much. I hope that writing about it helps you. You really do a wonderful job at blogging about your journeys. I admire you so much for all of the changes that you've been willing to make in your life & I know that you will be successful at finding the wonderful YOU that you know is deep inside just waiting to come out into the sunshine! Thinking of & praying for you!
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