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<blockquote data-quote="pigless in VA" data-source="post: 424492" data-attributes="member: 11832"><p>Mattsmom and Crazy, I remember both of you, too.</p><p> </p><p>Wendy, yes, I knew that both Kris and Joy have died. They live in all our hearts, I know.</p><p> </p><p>TM, take some vitamins, woman!</p><p> </p><p>My husband took a turn for the worse about 3 years ago. He spent 3 months not speaking to me at all, and I mean not a word. It was at that point that I realized there wasn't much I could do to help him and that I needed to be sure that I was taking care of myself. Something shifted in me that summer, and I no longer worried much about husband and his fickle moods. I did sometimes try to make him aware that his medication regime did not seem to be working. I asked him to get another psychiatrist's opinion, but he did not want to change. What I saw happening was him cycling up every day on the adderall and cymbalta, only to then have great trouble with sleeping at night. He took trazadone and ambien and a few other sleep aids. </p><p> </p><p>He began to have severe leg pain about 2 years ago and was often taking vicodin to control the pain. For husband, vicodin acted as another stimulant and I saw all of these build up in him and make him more irritable than usual. Then he got the not-so-brilliant idea of smoking marijuana to reduce the leg pain. He started smoking it last spring and his mental health steadily deteriorated. </p><p> </p><p>I had planned a short trip with the kids for the first week of August. The day before I was supposed to leave, husband threatened to commit suicide while I was gone. I couldn't leave knowing he was in mental anguish, so I called 911. The police came and he agreed to be voluntarily committed. He spent a week in the hospital while we were at Great Wolf Lodge. When I went to get him out, he seemed much better although there were no medication changes. He had apparently befriended many people in the hospital and seemed to have a more grounded outlook.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="pigless in VA, post: 424492, member: 11832"] Mattsmom and Crazy, I remember both of you, too. Wendy, yes, I knew that both Kris and Joy have died. They live in all our hearts, I know. TM, take some vitamins, woman! My husband took a turn for the worse about 3 years ago. He spent 3 months not speaking to me at all, and I mean not a word. It was at that point that I realized there wasn't much I could do to help him and that I needed to be sure that I was taking care of myself. Something shifted in me that summer, and I no longer worried much about husband and his fickle moods. I did sometimes try to make him aware that his medication regime did not seem to be working. I asked him to get another psychiatrist's opinion, but he did not want to change. What I saw happening was him cycling up every day on the adderall and cymbalta, only to then have great trouble with sleeping at night. He took trazadone and ambien and a few other sleep aids. He began to have severe leg pain about 2 years ago and was often taking vicodin to control the pain. For husband, vicodin acted as another stimulant and I saw all of these build up in him and make him more irritable than usual. Then he got the not-so-brilliant idea of smoking marijuana to reduce the leg pain. He started smoking it last spring and his mental health steadily deteriorated. I had planned a short trip with the kids for the first week of August. The day before I was supposed to leave, husband threatened to commit suicide while I was gone. I couldn't leave knowing he was in mental anguish, so I called 911. The police came and he agreed to be voluntarily committed. He spent a week in the hospital while we were at Great Wolf Lodge. When I went to get him out, he seemed much better although there were no medication changes. He had apparently befriended many people in the hospital and seemed to have a more grounded outlook. [/QUOTE]
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