Posted by gadchik on November 17, 2011, at 12:13:45
In reply to Re: Other options besides AAP for depression? » gadchik, posted by ed_uk2010 on November 17, 2011, at 11:46:22
It was a slow process.I felt like a half crushed insect,left to suffer.My husband kept telling me that when spring came,I would heal.I held onto his statement.It was after a pdoc was summoned to er room,and she told my husband i would die w/o treatment,and he was crying for me to take meds,they gave me an ativan injection.I slept,hadnt slept in a month.I went home,started to sleep,took crumbs of ativan,saw that i wouldnt die,so i tasted a strawberry.I relished the flavor,noticed the deep color.I prayed for sanity.I dreamed in brilliant colors,beautiful sunny days,green grass.In my dream I would run up to people and tell them i was well.I decided to start walking again,outside in the sun.Spring was arriving,and i came alive,ate very healthy,started to see a pdoc and therapist.I took the zoloft,remeron,and klonopin.Very gradually,my mind came back to me.At the beginning,when I knew I was headed for a breakdown,I had a dream.It was a hummingbird w/its wings glued to a white plate,and its eyes were the saddest ive seen.this was this last dream i had for months.After that dream,I seemed to give in to the downward spiral,and just let myself fall.Never again.
"I came to explore the wreck.
The words are purposes.
The words are maps.
I came to see the damage that was done
and the treasures that prevail..." Adrienne Rich
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