This is one of the most fascinating and thought provoking reads for some time. Thank you for taking the time to go into such great detail.
There are a few very important points worth reiterating and if I may …
The below is included as what you do is quite amazing- if others can do this, it would be fantastic but if not they can always read your posts which are full of so much helpful information and advice
Absolutely - this is more common than people realise.
My Mum’s GP even refused to take her off the BP medication when we asked and it was only after an incident that landed Mum in hospital that the hospital consultant immediately took Mum of the BP medication as it was so totally unnecessary for her. Own the responsibility for your medications - the GP will not necessarily do so!
hello @Seddso i have copied your post to refer to whn i need to, i particularly like the self-soothing elements, being able to rationalise and ‘talk’ myself out of anxious irrational thoughts has really forced me to appreciate life and not spiral out of delusional control. Thanks again. Mich
I’m sorry to hear that. I hope you don’t have to wait too long. I found them very helpful. Although now I’m depressed and anxious again , probably because I’m back at work and exhausted. So I need to take my antidepressants, am reluctant and I don’t know why. I just want to feel normal again.
I had a bit of a panic the other night. 3am and woke to my stroke arm, which is usually just cold, completely dead. Couldn’t move it or feel it. Was picking it up with my other hand and putting it back down.
My hands do go numb during the night as I have quite muscly arms. This was way different. Just less than a month after my stroke.
I just thought don’t panic !. you have probably just slept on it. Got up and went to the loo. On my way back the pins and needles started. Never been so glad to have pins and needles !!!. Phew. Scary that.
I have had a similar thing happen to me but it was on the bus, I watched my finger turn completely white, the blood draining from it before my very eyes. I started panicking, thought I was about to cark it right there. Began flicking my finger, bending it, thwacking it against my leg, even sat on it for a bit. Who knows what the fellow commuters thought. Tempted to press the bus stop button and tell the drive I needed an ambulance. Turns out it was Raynaud’s syndrome, never had it before, don’t really want it ever again but at least I won’t panic so much if it does happen.
Oh that must have been terrifying. When I wake up after a day of panic I remind myself that I didn’t have a stroke during the night despite all the weird stuff going on. So that reinforces my belief that these things always pass.