F
flutterbee
Guest
If you've been bored enough to follow my story, I'm on steroids and benadryl for an allergic reaction to one of my many new medications. They stopped all medications except the plavix and aspirin and I've been on the steroids for 3 days (6 pills the first day, 5 the second, 4 today) and benadryl as well and am still itching horribly.
I called my cardiologists office at 8am when an hour and a half after a full dose of benadryl and after the steroids I was still itching terribly. They never got back to me. I'll look down at my clothes and find blood and have to find the source cause I didn't feel anything. I have several bruises on my legs with no known source. I know I'm going to bleed and bruise easier on the blood thinners, but I have no idea if it's supposed to be like that.
I took difficult child to the dr this morning which is in the same building as my cardiology group. difficult child's doctor told me to stop by my cardiologist's office on the way out. I did and they were very busy and I was so confused and they said they would call me and I left. They never called.
I realized later this evening that I have been dissociating all day. I haven't done that in years...not since I was so depressed. I don't remember driving to my daughter's dr appointment. My body felt like lead all day and my head didn't feel attached. I only realized I was dissociating when a friend of mine said tonight, when I had apparently come back to myself, that he could tell by my words and how I was using them that I was thinking differently. Apparently others noticed something was up to, cause when I dropped the bunny off at the vet they made me sit down and brought me some water. I must have looked "off". How embarrassing. It has to be a reaction to the medications. Which don't seem to be working other than to make me miserable. I can't stand this. I have kids to take care of it. I can't afford to be out of it. And I drove with my daughter in the car. Sigh... My head feels like it's going to explode now and nothing will touch it.
To top it off, difficult child had to have her cholesterol checked because she, as well as easy child, are now labeled high risk because of me. difficult child is phobic when it comes to needles. She handled it well considering, but a lab tech and I both had to hold her arm and she was sobbing. It wasn't enough that I passed on mental health issues through my genes, now I have to pass on the risk of heart disease at an early age. And that one is all mine. Can't blame anyone else in my family for that. I'm the first and only member of my family to have this.
I can't stand this.
I called my cardiologists office at 8am when an hour and a half after a full dose of benadryl and after the steroids I was still itching terribly. They never got back to me. I'll look down at my clothes and find blood and have to find the source cause I didn't feel anything. I have several bruises on my legs with no known source. I know I'm going to bleed and bruise easier on the blood thinners, but I have no idea if it's supposed to be like that.
I took difficult child to the dr this morning which is in the same building as my cardiology group. difficult child's doctor told me to stop by my cardiologist's office on the way out. I did and they were very busy and I was so confused and they said they would call me and I left. They never called.
I realized later this evening that I have been dissociating all day. I haven't done that in years...not since I was so depressed. I don't remember driving to my daughter's dr appointment. My body felt like lead all day and my head didn't feel attached. I only realized I was dissociating when a friend of mine said tonight, when I had apparently come back to myself, that he could tell by my words and how I was using them that I was thinking differently. Apparently others noticed something was up to, cause when I dropped the bunny off at the vet they made me sit down and brought me some water. I must have looked "off". How embarrassing. It has to be a reaction to the medications. Which don't seem to be working other than to make me miserable. I can't stand this. I have kids to take care of it. I can't afford to be out of it. And I drove with my daughter in the car. Sigh... My head feels like it's going to explode now and nothing will touch it.
To top it off, difficult child had to have her cholesterol checked because she, as well as easy child, are now labeled high risk because of me. difficult child is phobic when it comes to needles. She handled it well considering, but a lab tech and I both had to hold her arm and she was sobbing. It wasn't enough that I passed on mental health issues through my genes, now I have to pass on the risk of heart disease at an early age. And that one is all mine. Can't blame anyone else in my family for that. I'm the first and only member of my family to have this.
I can't stand this.