Well, the Tranxene didn't put out the fire, so today he put me on Seroquel. In two weeks if there is no improvement, (or before then if things get too much worse), we're looking at hospitalization.
I've never been in the hospital, much less the "nut house" - and I feel I can use that term because I am a nut. Kind of scary to think about based on movies I have watched, but this feeling is scary too. Tit for tat I suppose.
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1 comment:
Seroquel helped me quite a bit while I was still able to take it and it helps others I know of too. When your legs get twitchy go to sleep, dont try and fight it. I have been in "the nuthouse". I actually liked it. It was such a relief to feel I could just be what I was (which was very ill) and not have to try in vain to appear normal or to get stuff done. Often times I wish I was back there :P
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