3rd and Near Fatal Suicide Attempt |
Not clear on what distinguishes a positive from a negative psychosis...sounds odd to me maybe right now tag doesn't matter Linda...symptoms and keeping you safe does. |
Whatever name they want to call it is okay by me. We all know it's the treatment plan that matters.
The reason I periodically ask - like times like this where psychosis is blamed and bipolar not even mentioned (dual anti psychotics - no classic mood stabilizer) is because my little brothers dx is schizo affective, and my great aunts dx was schizophrenic. Course long ago, they often diagnosed bupolars as schizophrenic.
I'm not crazy about anti psychotics ... unfortunately I am like many psychotics and some psychosis is so tantalizingly pleasant, interesting, fascinating ... I don't exactly want to give it all up. On the other hand, just a few nights ago the walls were breathing and that's nasty business - don't like that kind of stuff.
Yeah, I'm sure my posts did read like a freight train about to wreck:
I was one very angry manic. I don't even know why any of those things were important enough to be angry about today. Go figure?
Linda
After all you've been through, you're so clear headed and so positive. |
Yeah, I am on a "positive" roll here. I was a little mad at first. Three nights ago with the breathing walls, I was furious I had failed. Some of this junk is hard to take (as we all know). Fortunately, someone gave me some anti psychotic 3 nights ago and after a brief nap, things were better.
After I'd swallowed a bazillion pills in 5 minutes time (and felt like a belly full of pills) - I looked out at my Colorado desert through the windshield of my car. I thought - Good bye Colorado - I wonder what, if anything, is next? I was out like a light in 1.5 cigarettes - not much time to think at all.
I don't think there is anything else after awareness is gone. Unconscious is just that - unconscious. It is easy.
Today, I mowed my cherished back hay field. I love that field. The swallows are always flying on that first cutting. There are no swallows when your unconscious. There is no anything.
It is harder to go forward, but the effort is most definitely worth the trouble. I guess I fall into the camp of "This is it" - no 2nd go rounds.
But I did get me a 2nd chance at this miraculous thing called life - consciousness.
I love my hayfield, with my doggies following behind my tractor.
Life is a miracle to be treasured (or endured) - which ever the mood might be.
Linda
Perhaps now that you have seen just how strong he is, how cooperative the psyche doctor was, how everyone took care of you---you will be able to ask for help earlier. |
When my therapist came and visited with me on the medical ward, he instructed me to "fix" the problem on why I couldn't use the hospital. I had no idea how I would do that. My opening came thru the dreaded hospital therapist - the darn confrontational lady that she is. Apparently, I had spoken to her first, before speaking with the nurse eval lady. She felt everything, all of us feel, when all that we did, was not enough.
So I told her what the problem was. She wanted to know. After all, I'd been on the phone with them.
The problem is this is a small town, and that is a very small psyche ward. There are no secrets. Staff, speaking to staff is overheard by the patients. That staff has a cultural bias against suicide ideation, as if it were a behavior problem one could "just say no" too. Where psychosis is big bad mental illnesss.
I was a patient often. I heard the slander against me. It's a small place. The slander was even spoken directly to me. I have also heard the judgment that I was really psychotic - thereby deserving of being there. Either judgment overheard by the patients is wrong. It is only for the docs or the eval team to say.
This hospital therapist understood what I was talking about. She has encouraged me to write the unit director. I have done so. Will it do any good? I'm not sure it even matters. They are shutting down that unit and county taking over. County is building a new psyche hospital this summer.
I did call the emergency psyche doctor 2 nights earlier and it just so happened to be my psyche doctor. I did call the hospital that night. Sheer paranoia prevented me from pursueing that course. What can I say? When we are that messed up, we are not exactly rational.
The only thing I can think of that may have been able to stop what happened, is if the cops had been called and I had been detained on the phone. That did not happen. And I hold only me accountable for that issue. It was I that made the choice for me.
By no means, do I mean to sound hard and cold, but bad things have happened to me at that hospital. Things I think should happen to no one. Not even the mentally ill.
I did thank my psyche doctor for hanging in with me and not dumping me. He acknowledged that thank you.
Linda
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My name is Linda. I welcome your feedback.
However, please be gentle and speak softly.
Ordinary real life rocks my mood, and I really
don't need Internet email, to set off a mood episode in motion - you know what I mean?
I look forward to hearing from you, and if I can be of help in any way, I sure will try.
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The intention of this site is to provide understanding, information, and commentary. The diagnosis and treatment of Bipolar Disorder requires trained medical professionals. The author of this site is NOT a trained medical professional and cannot give professional advice, diagnose, prescribe, or in any way treat Bipolar Disorder. The information here should NOT be used as a substitute for seeking professional care for the diagnosis and treatment of any medical/psychiatric disorder. If you feel you are ill or know someone who may be, seek medical attention as soon as possible.
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