I had my gp appointment this afternoon. She again was lovely and very understanding.
She did a thorough mental health assessment, went right back over my childhood and early adult years. Asked so many questions, some really hard to talk about.
She has faxed everything off to a psychiatrist and wants me to get an urgent appointment with him. She wants him to confirm diagnosis, I was diagnosed back 12 yrs ago with schizophrenia, BPD and depression, she believes they are still current- I’m not sure about the schizophrenia? And not sure how I feel about being labeled with that? She believes I have an ED, I tick all the boxes and wants it confirmed because then I can get a separate health care plan to see a specialised psychologist for eating issues. I explained that I didn’t want to change from the one I have just started with as I have really connected with her and she is a Christian, which overall is really important to me. There doesn’t seem to be any eating disorder clinics in our area, at least for people like me.
She expressed concern about my restrictive eating and again has encouraged me to eat at least a banana and some crackers for breakfast and continue with dinner and to up my fluids- I admitted I don’t drink much either. She spoke to me about my potassium levels and how dangerous it can be if it gets low again. I already knew this though. I will have bloods done again tomorrow morning.
She checked my sh from last night and expressed concern around this. I hate making promises with people not to hurt myself, they feel like empty promises and a waste of time. But I said I wouldn’t do it.
She really wants to help me, which again was reassuring and spoke about me doing sh and restricting cause of everything that has and is going on for me and i do these things cause I don’t know what else to do. She wants to help me find solutions. She wants to see me at least once a week and I can call anytime in between.
I told mum the plan to see a psychiatrist, and nearly told her a few other things but stopped myself cause I remembered that she doesn’t know a lot. She doesn’t know that eating is still a massive issue for me, she doesn’t know that I sh.
I do feel heard again today yet so very anxious about these up coming bloods, anxious about the toad ahead.
When I got off all my meds 10yrs ago I thought that it was the end of my battle with my mental health. I even had the opportunity to travel and share some of my journey with random strangers. I am so disappointed that I find myself here again.
If you again got this far in my ramblings thank you. It makes the journey a tiny bit easier knowing that I have this safe place to come and off load.
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