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Friday, 27 April 2012

Medication

I have always had a low tolerance to any kind of medication and this would be my cross to bear for a long time to come. I was given pills to help with my depression but the side effects were only making things worse. I was constantly in a state of dizziness already with my balance being impaired and the medication only enhanced it. The pain killers for my migraines left me in a zombie like state and I was feeling worse all the time. After trying 6 different meds for depression my doctor finally had some success.
I kept thinking that the worse had happened and things could only get better. This was just not true. I was becoming ever more aware that nothing would ever be the same again. I felt lost, hopeless, confused and guilty. I was so dedicated to my job that I starting feeling very guilty that I had not gotten back to work. I urge everybody to NOT walk down this road until you are ready because it can and will cause damage all on its own.

Isolation

I think most of us are thrilled to get home from a hospital stay. I was happy to be alive and more grateful than I have ever been in my entire life. My little dog Chloe greeted me with all the hugs and tailwags I so desperately needed and my partner at the time had the house all clean and ready.
 I spent most of the first month in bed waiting for my vision to be restored and praying for a speedy recovery. The phone calls started pouring in from my employer and my claims adjuster. My boss asked if I would be back to work in a couple of weeks. Huh?? I just had a brain injury!! The claims adjuster sent me so many forms my head was spinning. Did he not hear me when I said I couldnt see? How was I to read and fill out anything. This was really frustrating for me and caused a great deal of stress. I sank into a depression like never before and then the migraines kicked in. I had a few visitors here and there but everybody was working during the day so I was very lonely. I couldnt walk or see so laying in bed or on the couch had became my existence.
I started feeling very panicked wondering just how much damage had been caused. I had so many questions but no firm answers. I felt abandoned by people who I thought loved me and scared about my future.
I wanted Wendy back......