Eyesup
Senior member
- Joined
- Dec 11, 2015
- Messages
- 376
- Reason
- DX FIBRO
- Diagnosis
- 12/2015
- Country
- US
- State
- FL
I used to sit in pain cry and begging God to come get me. Then I finally got diagnosed. And it seemed the meds. We're starting to work. Slowly I went backwards. We changed meds, severe negative response, changed meds again had just started to see a slight improvement and my 18 year old son started acting crazy, he first told us someone had slipped him some acid, my husband insisted he would be ok when he got it out of his system. Three days later nuts again, he agreed he needed rehab, while waiting for the facility to verify eligibility and space he was psychotic, aggressive and parinoid, searching me out and picking fights (no answer I give is right) I hid in the bathroom and stood out side the door. My husband at work. Already in severe pain I reached a level I never new possible. I couldn't lift my phone to answer a call. Trapped. Scared and I went from begging god to come get me to bring angry at everyone that ever told me there was a God. It has crushed me. I don't know if I will ever recover from all this. I'm typing blindly as I still can't quit crying and even if I could I cant see anyway! Does it ever get better? I haven't had a decent day in 4 months