Hi @Decadian
OK, so today was not a good day. It started off with a visit to my GP. he received notes from my hospital visit on saturday night. He wants me to still use the ventolin but if not better by Thursday i am to go back for cortisone. He has also given me tomorrow off work.
Then I had to go and get my hair coloured - it was looking so grey I just had to go.
Then I got home and I crashed again. Slow breathing, shortness of breath and very faint. I called the ambulance who took me back to the hospital. There i was seen to pretty much straight away by a lovely doctor. She sat down and asked lots of questions, and then all of a sudden it came to the subject of depression and I started and couldn't stop. Telling her about my mum, missing my dad so much, crying in between talking to her and telling her sorry i was being stupid. She said "it's okay I bet you haven't been able to do this for a while; and i bet you just want to scream" I replied 'yes'. I told her how hard it is for me with regards to communication with hubby. and she replied 'and i bet he won't go to counselling' and i said no he won't.
I had an appt with my psych today but cancelled it as i was in hospital. But then this doctor said when are you seeing your psych? I told her i had cancelled the appt and she replied, can you give me his number and i will call him and speak to him. She did and came back and said he is happy to see you today.
She told me that my physical illness at the moment (asthma and bronchitis) is affecting my mental state and when my mental state is not good it affects my physical state. She said i need to have rest, let the family look after themselves; it's time for me.
She was so nice. She then said she would ring my GP and keep him in the loop as well. I ended up at my doctor on time, calling a friend to pick me up. He asked me how i feel and i replied 'crap'. he then asked what's been going on and i said nothing much. he then looked at me and said 'cmon tell me exactly what;s going on (see he knows me too well). I said to him I told you last time what was happening and he replied yes you did but i want to hear it again from you. So i told him - stress from life, work, home, hubby, finances, xmas, my health. told him i feel i will never ever get better. told him i may as well go and end it all because that's how i feel. he sat there and listened and said yes he understands how hard it is for me but right now, right this moment what can i think about\? he said i need to think of just one thing; not overwhelm myself with all this worry. it's doing my head in. i started to cry and told him i don't know what i want.
He told me that he has put my name down on the waiting list for hospital. and it could be as early as next week or the week after. I told him i am not sure that i should go, there is no point. He said yes you were much better when you were in there and then came out. I think he is right, i was so much better.
So now i am resting, dinner is cooking. I am so glad that i had a resally nice caring doctor at emergency today, who not only understood my mental state but sat there and just listened. I thanked her for that because the other doctor (that i didn't like) didn't even listen to me.