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Rachel's Story  (Read 1435 times)

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I guess something I have gone through might kind of be like what you guys are going through.. Maybe not as bad as yours.. But here I'll tell you and you let me know what you think!
I'll start by letting you know that I'm 18, nearly 19.
I think it started when I was 17. I was living with my fiances (Brad) parents as I had got kicked out of home and yeah yeah that's another story.
Anyway, I started to have what I called "panic attacks". Now when you hear of a panic attack, you think of someone shaking and blacking out.. Heart racing etc etc. I had all of this.
I thought nothing of it really. Brad was telling me I was stressed and I just told him to talk to me while I was having a panic attack and I usually snapped out of it quite quickly.
But one day, it all got much worse. I started seeing things and freaking out beyond belief. I remember once I could see spiders everywhere and I was hystericlly telling my friend on the phone that I was only safe if I was sitting on my pillows. At this point, Brad told me to go to the doctors. I think they just told me I was stressed and to get more sleep and I would be fine. They didn't prescibe sleeping pills,  they just told me to sleep more. Anyway. I tried to sleep more. I tried to over do my day just so I would sleep more at night. Even though I personally thought I slept enough!
These panic attacks weren't backing off. They were getting worse. They were constantly increasing. This is where it all becomes a bit of a blur. I started to not know what was happening during these attacks. Brad was my only source of information to the happenings. He began to tell me that I was kinda like changing personallity. Like Split Personallity Disorder. I looked it up on the interent and I seemed to have all the symptoms... So back down to the doc to let him know what I thought. He refered me to some women that cost me $170 bucks! I think she was a pshyc or something. We sat down and she asked me a million and one questions and with the help of Brad she decided that she didn't know what was going on. K good thanks mate, thanks for wasting my time and damn money.  
I started to stop wanting to go to the doctor because they weren't doing anything at all!
Brad started telling me that I seemed to be developing more personallitys. Sometimes I'd be out of it for ages and just be switching between girls. He told me all these girls had their own personallity, voice and story of how they died.
He said it was like I was posessed. Scary shit. Brad let me know that one of my "personallitys" was trying to kill him. I started waking up to sore wrists and belly from where Brad had sat on me to pin me down to prevent himself from being hit with baseball bats and strangled. Eventually my idiot doctor refered me for a CT scan on my brain. Which came up neg. Also an ECG I think that's what it was. Which came up within normal range. So they sent me to a councellor.. Great. I hate hate hate with a passion councelling.
They decided they would talk about everything but what was wrong with me. I eventually stopped turning up. Being a minor it didn't cost me anything so I didn't care.
I went back to the doctor, this crap still getting worse. Brad getting irritated and thinking I'm looking for attention. Sometimes I was alone during these attacks and managed self infliction and I caught myself trying to kill my cat. I told my doctor to send me to the hospital psyhc ward as I didn't want to be hurting people anymore. If they weren't going to treat me, I at least wanted to be out of the way of hurting people. He refered but they didn't admit me.. Instead they made me see someone else. She was quite nice and she sad that it seems that I could possibily have dissociation.
Dissociation is a state of acute mental decompensation in which certain thoughts, emotions, sensations, and/or memories are compartmentalized, diagnosed mostly in individuals with a history of trauma. Dissociative disorders are commonly precipitated by overwhelming stress. This stress may be provoked by seeing or experiencing an accident, a disaster or a traumatic event, including sexual abuse.

So considering I had nothing in my past. They still had no idea what the matter was. I saw another doc and they said I seem pshycotic. Great. If you've seen "Hide and Seek", that's a similar thing of what I was going through according to Brad.
Another doctor said I was looking for attention. (She got a peice of my mind)
And another said I had depression..
Never once was I prescibed anything.
Eventually this weird shit started to fade away... How an illness fades away is beyond me. (Baby wiggling in my lap, typing with one hand sucks) So yeah. I fell pregnant and all his stress caused me to miscarrige. But after my surgery, I had 1 panic attack. Just normal shaking. Then I've had several small ones since then. But it seems that something with that miscarrige took away what was happening... Weird huh.
Then I fell pregnant again. My doctors were telling me to abort incase something happened. I changed doctors.
They stopped trying to figure out what was wrong. Even though I still get the odd attack.
My new son is 9 weeks and I've only had 1 attack since he was born...

So I put it down to dissocitaion, but am still not sure. Hopefully my bubba doesn't have anything wrong  with him. =/


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arrrr Rach you are such a strong women  :)

Not many people would post about these things, or even mention it to anyone, I have so much admiration towards you.
Most would be dragged kicking and screaming into a doctor against their will, but YOU knew there was something not right and asked for help, only to be kicked in the teeth.
I know you will get through this.  ;D

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Samantha



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Rachel--
Thanks for all that.   My impression is of someone young and thrown into a situation that would disorient and confuse most people so badly (especially at that age) that they'd mentally throw up their hands and surrender their will to anyone in authority out of desperation, ignoring any signs that those authorities might not know what they're doing.   

What I mean to say is, you seem to be keeping your wits about you and calling into question what an 'expert' tells you, if something doesn't quite add up for you.   That's hard to do, when thrown into the strange and scary mess you're in, or were in that is....  here's hoping you dodged a bullet, and that it's over, and you won't have to go to these apparently clueless people anymore!

Psychiatry often throws extreme 'treatments' rather indiscriminately at large numbers of people, in a sort of 'scatter-gun' approach (that's a pretty old-fashioned term, sorry) that may help a few but damages others.   It's far too easy for a psychiatrist to find something 'odd' about you and diagnose you with something vague like "schizophrenia", or label a person psychotic which then leads to anti-psychotic drugs, which sometimes do lifelong damage when given to the wrong people, which often happens.   

I'm just saying, stop and investigate further if someone ever wants to give you those.   

On the other hand, if it's split personality, psychosis, whatever it is... and if it all comes back, some physical treatment may be exactly the thing.   (Try stress relief first of course... try all the less drastic, chemical, or invasive options before drugs.)  That's a horrible position to be in, and the only thing I can think of to say is that you must not give up your right to decide for yourself, since you seem to have kept your sense pretty well through all this--and somehow if someone like a psychiatrist is going to try treatments on you, be sure you have real faith and in, and a rapport with that person... someone who treats you with respect, not as a clueless lunatic or a child.

My experiences with that 'profession' make me very skeptical about ever finding such a person, but I think you would need to.   You're really putting your life in that person's hands.



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