I can't thank you all enough for all the wonderful words of support you all have sent me regarding my brain situation. It means so much to me, and you are ALL amazing. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
So here's the situation as of today:
My meds doctor does not want to put me in the hospital, nor does he seem to be on board with getting me detoxed off all the handfuls of pills I am currently taking. He wants to try One. More. Medication.
So I called my therapist, and said I felt like a lab rat, and I simply cannot go around the maypole one more time of a week of sleeping, a week of no sleeping, mood swings all over the place, and especially the episodes like I had last week and this past Monday. I can't do it. I'll try the med, and if it starts giving me the crazies? I'm committing myself.
My therapist also said that she has the "911 pager" number for my meds doc, who, you'll remember, is also the head of the psych department. One more episode, one more HINT of an episode, I'm in, and if he has a problem with that, I'll go to another hospital. I can't do this dance again.
So that's where I stand. Until the next move, I'm being closely watched. See?