Hi Guys,
I usually try to be upbeat, and encouraging, and look for the silver lining in everything. I dont know if you can actually will youself to feel better, but I always try anyway. This frustration I'm having isnt really so much about bipolar, as the whole health-care system and all the messed up stuff about it.
I want to tread cautiously regarding this subject, as I would not want to be banned as a result of any of this. It is simply an observation on my part, and a sharing of my recent experiences.
As some of you may already know, I suffer from a very painful female disease: endometreosis. And my bp and endo feed off of one another, and basically make each other worse. It is a vicious cycle of pain aggrivated depression, and depression aggrivated pain, and meds from both aggrivating mania and depression. It sucks.
And so of course I have all of these health care providers that are supposed to treat me for each one separately. (a Gyn, a pain doc, and a p-doc) and of course, they all think they know better than the other what the best treatment plan is for me, and when I have overlapping symptoms, no one knows what is causing what, and I am bounced from one drug or therapy to another, as I continue to get worse, and no one seems to be able to really help me, or truly care about my well-being.
If I try and research anything, so that I can try and figure thing out for myself, they say "oh, you are just focusing too much time and energy into your problems, and making it worse, let us do our job, we know better than you do. " Basically telling me to be quiet and do what they say without question. So they can move onto the next patient and be done with me. (at least that is how they make me feel)
I want to say, I USED TO have a life before all of these health problems took it away from me. Do you think I WANT to sit at home with my heating pad and try and figure out what to do next?
What do they (really) care how much pain I'm in or how depressed I am? As long as their buns are covered, and they are following regulations. I have gotten absolutley no empathy from any of these people. (with the exception of a couple of nurses who seem very aware of what's going on, but powerless to help me)
The regulations are what seems to have their hands tied, so they have to become robots of medicine and follow black and white rules.
I am told to go to physical therapy 3 times a week, and have these steroid injections in my spine (which really dont help, and may aggrivate more mood problems) all this is costing me around 50 bucks a pop. And told that I'm in a high-risk category for possible problems down the road with pain medication, so I just cant have any. No matter how bad my pain is.( I could have lied to them about my history, but I am penalized for being honest) Oh, ya and I can't take over the counter stuff anymore because I have already damaged my kidneys from taking so much.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk !
I am just so tired of all of this. I have never, ever been truly suicidal before, but I just can't stop crying. I keep thinking it's going to get better, but it never does. I want to be strong, and just deal, but it is getting so hard.
I'm sorry this is so long, I had a bunch of 'stuff' to vent, I guess. I feel a little better.
Anyway, take it easy, all of you (can you tell I'm a little depressed right now?)
~no worries, I will be ok~
heather