Kathi_S
Member
My world has been spinning out of control lately. I cannot even put into words the range of emotions I go through during just one day. My poor husband just holds me and lets me cry or scream, because he knows it isn't me. Today when packing up stuff for thrift shops, I cried for 20 minutes because all of my tie-dye t-shirts were going away.
I went for my routine check with my sleep doctor today and I found out quite a bit, mostly because I cried the whole time, so she had a lot of questions.
She noticed my antidepressant was changed in August. I explained that was because my previous one could not be cut or crushed after bariatric surgery. I did tell her the previous one worked much better. She immediately got on the phone with my bariatric team to find out if I could go back to the other medication, and was told that I could but at a higher dose, due to absorption issues. So a substantial part of my problem was medication! This is why I'm telling this, I knew I was spinning out of control, but I had forgotten that my medications had to be changed prior to surgery, and did not think to ask when they could be changed back.
I called my psychiatrist and asked for the change to be made. After talking with him for a while he asked me if I wanted to be hospitalized. I really wanted to say yes, that is how crazy I feel, but I I told him that I would not hurt myself or anyone else. He said he'd make the medication change and call me later.
Another issue I have been having are multiple central sleep apnea events every night. She made an adjustment to my machine, but I have to go back next month to get checked.
She wants me to stay on the prozasin at night for sleep and nightmares.
My bariatric team ran a full set of labs, so hopefully all will be well there.
I was so happy to be on less prescription meds after surgery, it really never occurred to me to check the ones I had to change for surgery to make sure they were doing the job. So many things were going on in my life, I just thought it was me not dealing well with things. Hopefully I might see a light at the end of the tunnel soon.
I went for my routine check with my sleep doctor today and I found out quite a bit, mostly because I cried the whole time, so she had a lot of questions.
She noticed my antidepressant was changed in August. I explained that was because my previous one could not be cut or crushed after bariatric surgery. I did tell her the previous one worked much better. She immediately got on the phone with my bariatric team to find out if I could go back to the other medication, and was told that I could but at a higher dose, due to absorption issues. So a substantial part of my problem was medication! This is why I'm telling this, I knew I was spinning out of control, but I had forgotten that my medications had to be changed prior to surgery, and did not think to ask when they could be changed back.
I called my psychiatrist and asked for the change to be made. After talking with him for a while he asked me if I wanted to be hospitalized. I really wanted to say yes, that is how crazy I feel, but I I told him that I would not hurt myself or anyone else. He said he'd make the medication change and call me later.
Another issue I have been having are multiple central sleep apnea events every night. She made an adjustment to my machine, but I have to go back next month to get checked.
She wants me to stay on the prozasin at night for sleep and nightmares.
My bariatric team ran a full set of labs, so hopefully all will be well there.
I was so happy to be on less prescription meds after surgery, it really never occurred to me to check the ones I had to change for surgery to make sure they were doing the job. So many things were going on in my life, I just thought it was me not dealing well with things. Hopefully I might see a light at the end of the tunnel soon.
