Starting to feel a little sketchy…day four(or is it five?)…without Paxil because my new doctor will not refill it over the fax like my previous one did. I understand with Lyrica(which I’m happy to report I am managing relatively well without) but this is a psych med. Yes let’s deny the patient their brain medication, that’s a great idea. I REALLY hope I can get into the walk in clinic today.
This rash isn’t new but it is the worst I’ve seen it. Was working in the sun the last few days so I’m wondering if it’s the UV sensitivity from the Hydroxychloroquine(Plaquenil) or if it’s butterfly rash. I have Undiferentiated Connective Tissue Disease, which if put very simply is Lupus before there are enough recognizable symptoms to officially call it Lupus. Such is the curse of crossover symptoms! You can see how pleased I am about this. The annoying thing is that it was sunny for a couple days, then overcast and today is rain; You’d figure if it was the photosensitivity that the sunny days would have been worse.
There have been some major changes to my medication and life in general. As soon as I have enough spoons I will write about it!
Saving for later perusal.
Originally posted on After Narcissistic Abuse:
There’s no time like the new year to create a NEW YOU after narcissistic abuse.
With all the confusion and depression a thing of the past, we’ve got so much time and bandwidth available to us, we can have trouble knowing where to start setting goals or to decide what it is we truly want. Finally, many of us haven’t believed ourselves worthy of focus and have thus always put our desires last to everyone else in our lives; especially narcissists.
Let’s take a look at the areas of our lives we can explore when considering goals pertinent to our abusive experiences with a narcissist:
What areas above have suffered?
What areas have you neglected in order to take care of others but need to focus on now?
What area causes you the most stress and upset?
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I get this twitch in my eyelid when I’m stressed, sometimes both eyelids. It drives me bonkers. The weather is kicking my butt right now and that coupled with married life with a toddler and the usual daily struggles of life and things get a little hairy. Yuletide is coming as well, which unfortunately is quite stressful for me. Blarg!
I have Fibro not CFS but this totally describes my brain when things get bad.
Originally posted on Fibromy-Awesome:
A couple of weeks ago, I lost my head. It happens sometimes.
I call it spaghetti brain, and it happens when I’m in a crash or when I’ve overdone it somehow. My body gives out, and then my mind follows suit. I had a stressful few weeks and my mental agility dulled until I could hardly say my own name without stumbling over it. It’s difficult to explain, but when these cognitive issues flare up, trying to think and speak makes me feel like a car with the gas and the break petals pressed to the floor at the same time. My thoughts come fast but fragmented, my words emerge slow and tumble over each other, and half the time the wrong words come out altogether. My brain feels like it’s on fire, and so many times I’ve had to just sit in a dark quiet room to cool it down…
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