There is much exterior work to be done on our home. It was built in 1906 and as with all of these older homes, upkeep is never-ending. I'm going to bring in a maintenance company to help with some big jobs and then a landscaper to do clean-up and mulching. I also am going to bring the house cleaners back in for cleaning inside (as much as they can).
My attempts to read have been futile lately. I'm just too scared I will read something and misinterpret it and go manic again. What I would like is someone to read to me the important stories. I'm so upset that I have this obstacle. I don't even want to listen to NPR, which is so disappointing.
This episode has been so very strange -- all of the others pretty much fizzled out after a few months. No, this one continues on, regardless of the meds. I think I may have to just dig deep and find my coping skills to get through this post-nut hut rehab.
My weight is a huge issue for me. It's not just the way I look -- and the embarrassment I feel -- but also I am physically challenged. I get a searing pain across the bottom of my back when I walk. I take Aleve but that doesn't really help. I am 48 years old and probably should be using a walker. Can you believe this? I can't and I won't get one. I refuse to get one.
I know the Seroquel and Haldol meds are the culprits. I am going to beg Dr. Z to wean me off of them and replace them with something else. There is a new med called Letuda (sp?) that we discussed. It's a brand new drug and I will be a guinea pig. But at this juncture, I don't care. Even if it means I go back to the hospital.
I'm trying to keep my spirits up, despite the obstacles I face. I'm a tough old bird. This is hard though. I guess there's nowhere to go but up...
2 comments:
Melissa I am so proud of your bravery. Keep going dear friend.
Melissa you can do this 1
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