So, things have been somewhat interesting the past two weeks....
I've had what can only be described as a two week long panic attack.
I don't want to get myself all worked up so I'm not going to go into too much detail but the short version of it is that my oldest daughter got head lice....I hate bugs....my world imploded.
Obviously an annoying case of head lice shouldn't completely debilitate a normal person. And, the last time we dealt with it I was fine. But, this time....this time something in me snapped.
I stopped eating. Can't be around anyone too closely for fear somehow it will spread or that we didn't really take care of it. Still can't fully believe everyone that has checked me ( two nurses among them) and said that I don't have it.
Last Saturday, I wasn't able to get out of bed. I'd lost 6 lbs at that point (down a total of 10 in two weeks) and my husband said enough was enough and I was going to the ER because I needed fluids and something to calm me down.
I got IV fluids and Ativan in my IV.
We then went to the DR for a follow up. I had to make the decision to go back on daily medication even though we're TTC and I didn't want to take anything while pregnant. It was and still is a very difficult decision that had to be made.
So starts my new relationship with Zoloft.....it's only day two of it but it messes with my sleep patterns and makes me kinda jittery. I'm hoping that goes away soon. I'm also hoping I get some relief from all the anxiety and hopelessness feeling.
To sum it up...the past two weeks have been terrible. I'm ready to feel better again. I'm ready to enjoy my kids and husband. I'm just ready.
Sorry for the rant of a post but I had to get it out somewhere. ...