So haven't posted in a while. Life got crazy. See, the celexa the dr prescribed me ended up making me have a massive panic attack. Last Wednesday life was perfect. I felt better than I had felt in a long time. Then, Thursday, I woke up and felt weird again, and then had a panic attack. Only it wouldn't go away like a normal panic attack. So I called my doctor's office. Their phone lines were all down. It got worse. I called my husband. His cell was at home. That made things worse. I finally reached him through the office but he was between hearings and unable to really help. So .... I call my mom and an old friend in a complete panic. Both advised me to go somewhere quiet and try to breathe. Well I have a toddler. there's nowhere quiet. I finally reached a gf that works with my dr, and they had me come in. I couldn't drive. Hell, I could barely not hyperventilate. I was able to reach my therapist and another girlfriend. The therapist helped me calm down and get it to a manageable level and the friend took me to the doctor. I got switched to zoloft and given xanax to deal with the anxiety. Then, after we picked up my medicine I slammed my pinky in her car door and ended up fracturing the tip. So that really sucked.
Since then, I had an amazing mother's day. My mom kept peej overnight and we had dinner, then went home and went to bed. Mother's Day was so perfect. I got a new camera, which I wasn't expecting, we ate an amazing brunch at the Arlington hotel, and picked up our darling little bear. It was just an altogether wonderful day.
The zoloft is making me anxious a lot. So I'm having to take xanax to cope with the anxiety so I can at least function somewhat normally. And to add insult to injury, my vehicle died yesterday when I went to pick up little bear after my counselling session. After having someone come look at it, initial diagnosis is that it's the fuel pump. Joy.
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