Kyle@theWintertime
Well-known member
Just a brief, oversimplified explanation of my abrupt and lengthy hiatus.
I have issues. I can't help it or stop it. For a long time, my life was scattershot. I finally got a proper diagnosis and was medicated for my problems...and in a shockingly short amount of time, I was functional. Or more functional than I had been anyways. I held a good and steady job til I got hurt, then went back to college, was getting good grades, was becoming more comfortable being social...heck, I joined a rabbit forum *cough*RT*cough* and everything.
I was under the care of a PHENOMENAL psychiatrist, the one who made the diagnosis. He had me well medicated and well managed.
Then he got hurt, very suddenly retired, and dumped all of his current patients on some lady psychiatrist. The very first time I came in to have my meds adjusted (it's a constant process) she looked at my patient history, my medical file, and my chart...and said "I don't like your diagnosis."
She pulled me off all but one of my prescriptions. Not only that, but she cold-turkeyed me. If you weren't aware, there's nothing worse for a psych patient than yanking them off their meds without stepping down the doses. Cold-turkey crap is like yanking the rug out from under your mental processes.
WORSE, I then fell through the cracks...my health coverage ended, and I wasn't able to qualify for the any of the ACA packages. I had to wait for Michigan to expand health coverage, which took a few extra months. She refused to see me after that first appointment, even though I was offering to pay out of pocket. ANYTHING to get in and get seen!!!
On top of that, my general practitioner was not comfortable reinstating all my meds, so I was without my meds entirely. For a really long time.
Suffice to say all my symptoms came crashing back down on me in very short order. I'm no longer a straight-A student...my grades slipped BADLY. I couldn't focus or concentrate on ANYTHING. I became terrified of people again, my sleep patterns went out the window and my raging neurotic problems resurfaced. It was awful and I was miserable.
I finally got in with a new doctor, and we’re now in the process of sorting things out. The old office won’t release my medical records to him (which is SO WRONG and unfair) and so we’re sort of reinventing the wheel so to speak. I’m slowly patching my life back together…this quarter I’m getting A’s again in all but one class, because as soon as my chemical imbalance wasn't ruling my mind I was able to pull it around but quick. Things are finally getting back on an even track. So much so I finally felt confident enough to come back to RT.
In the meanwhile all my buns are doing fine…my dad is fine…my aunt is more annoying than ever and has been taking advantage of my train-wreck state, which isn't cool, but her being awful is nothing new.
So…yeah. There it is in a nutshell.
As an afterthought, when I explained what the lady doctor did (cold-turkey med cancellation) my new doctor was horrified. We agreed that if that's how she rolls, someday she's gonna pull the wrong patient off their meds and get someone KILLED. Seriously.
I have issues. I can't help it or stop it. For a long time, my life was scattershot. I finally got a proper diagnosis and was medicated for my problems...and in a shockingly short amount of time, I was functional. Or more functional than I had been anyways. I held a good and steady job til I got hurt, then went back to college, was getting good grades, was becoming more comfortable being social...heck, I joined a rabbit forum *cough*RT*cough* and everything.
I was under the care of a PHENOMENAL psychiatrist, the one who made the diagnosis. He had me well medicated and well managed.
Then he got hurt, very suddenly retired, and dumped all of his current patients on some lady psychiatrist. The very first time I came in to have my meds adjusted (it's a constant process) she looked at my patient history, my medical file, and my chart...and said "I don't like your diagnosis."
She pulled me off all but one of my prescriptions. Not only that, but she cold-turkeyed me. If you weren't aware, there's nothing worse for a psych patient than yanking them off their meds without stepping down the doses. Cold-turkey crap is like yanking the rug out from under your mental processes.
WORSE, I then fell through the cracks...my health coverage ended, and I wasn't able to qualify for the any of the ACA packages. I had to wait for Michigan to expand health coverage, which took a few extra months. She refused to see me after that first appointment, even though I was offering to pay out of pocket. ANYTHING to get in and get seen!!!
On top of that, my general practitioner was not comfortable reinstating all my meds, so I was without my meds entirely. For a really long time.
Suffice to say all my symptoms came crashing back down on me in very short order. I'm no longer a straight-A student...my grades slipped BADLY. I couldn't focus or concentrate on ANYTHING. I became terrified of people again, my sleep patterns went out the window and my raging neurotic problems resurfaced. It was awful and I was miserable.
I finally got in with a new doctor, and we’re now in the process of sorting things out. The old office won’t release my medical records to him (which is SO WRONG and unfair) and so we’re sort of reinventing the wheel so to speak. I’m slowly patching my life back together…this quarter I’m getting A’s again in all but one class, because as soon as my chemical imbalance wasn't ruling my mind I was able to pull it around but quick. Things are finally getting back on an even track. So much so I finally felt confident enough to come back to RT.
In the meanwhile all my buns are doing fine…my dad is fine…my aunt is more annoying than ever and has been taking advantage of my train-wreck state, which isn't cool, but her being awful is nothing new.
So…yeah. There it is in a nutshell.
As an afterthought, when I explained what the lady doctor did (cold-turkey med cancellation) my new doctor was horrified. We agreed that if that's how she rolls, someday she's gonna pull the wrong patient off their meds and get someone KILLED. Seriously.
