Mental Health Support
Related: About this forumWhat's it like not to take medicine every day?
I guess I'll never know.
I have severe asthma, starting in childhood. The common meds for asthma then were primitive, well into the 'eighties.
When I was a little kid I took some kind of awful prescription syrup administered by my mom. It didn't always work and I'd sometimes end up in the hospital for a shot of epinephrine, some kind of inhalation therapy, and a prednisone prescription to go home with.
When I was 10 or 11 years old I was entrusted with taking my own prescriptions and it was hammered into me that if I took too much I might die.
The lethal doses for theophylline and albuterol are uncomfortably close to the therapeutic doses. The side effects are a caffeine-like buzz.
This all changed with the advent of low does steroid inhalers which improved my life immensely.
In late adolescence my mind went a little sideways and it took me about a decade to claw most of it back. In college I had a bad psychotic break which was probably caused by oral steroids I was taking for a bad flair-up of the asthma. The horrible thing about that was that the doctors and nurses assumed at first I was high on illicit drugs and did not treat me respectfully. They didn't figure out the steroid connection until later.
Throughout this period I got a lot of advice to suck it up, put on a happy face, and hide my mental health issues. That was always my mom's advice too. Later on I realized my mom had some of the same issues I did which she'd always kept hidden. Her mom, my grandmother, was a lunatic who was able to hold it together at work but when she wasn't at work, and after she retired, was a holy terror.
My mental health issues never went away entirely and up until the late nineties (?) the drugs to treat them had some potentially very serious side effects so I avoided them. I started taking psych meds regularly about the time I signed on to DU and it's been a bit of a roller coaster since that I see echoed in my writing. But I have learned ( ahem... several times now ) that quitting my psych meds is not a good idea.
OldBaldy1701E
(9,550 posts)Because we are going without, thanks to the rich deciding that they know better than everyone else how to run healthcare as well as everything else.
My mental health issues have been left unaddressed to this day because I am not rich. I cannot even think about trying to go get help... mainly because the non-rich, county mental health center way of 'helping' is to toss pills down my throat without any doctor meeting to even figure out what they should be giving me, and then hoping for the best. There were no doctor meetings except one and the one dude I saw in my five attempts in four states to get help sat around the entire time trying to convince me to go get a job and come to his paid practice, as if I could ignore my issues enough to become a wage slave just to pay him for what he was supposed to be doing at our appointments. I could not afford the meds anyway, so they literally gave them to me via 'samples'. This was not the way to handle this, and the fucking meds made things worse. (I am glad that SSRIs can help some people, but they fucked me up and I will never take another one, ever.)
What I wonder is how it feels to never be seen as anything other than 'normal'. Because that is something I have zero knowledge or experience in.
crosinski
(662 posts)I drank a lot of wine. I was diagnosed with bipolar late in life. Wish I had been diagnosed sooner. My husband takes psych meds for depression. We are up to our elbows in pills!