Posted by floatingbridge on June 4, 2011, at 12:28:49
In reply to Re: hey » floatingbridge, posted by sigismund on June 4, 2011, at 10:54:37
It's 10:10 and I made it through another night. I read a bit more, put headphones on and listened to the Jackie Gleason orchestra.
My pdoc is really stunned right now. The Valium is just stop gap because xanax just cr*pp*d out. Hopefully we'll be working better together. He does not like to send me off with new meds for
more than a week.I think, maybe, he's reassessing my condition as primarily an anxiety
disorder, though I originally presented as brilliantly depressed and bpnos. (My treatment hasn't really caught up with my signature dx.)When I was a kid, we would have these discussions about whether we would rather be shot, stabbed, hung. (I held out for freezing. Second best, drowning.) I ask my self seriously anxiety or depression? Which would be preferable. Both at the same time is like death.
Once in a seminar, seriously, there was a big discussion over a poem "in cold hell/in thicket." The topic whirled off beyond the professor's control. Which hell would be worse? I said to the professor, would you rather be shot, stabbed or hung? He laughed and let the seminar have it's way awhile longer.
* and whoever gazes at the stars will never again be quite alone...
c-ptsd & attendant health concerns
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