I called 911 on myself, thank you ATX EMS
Last night at 11:11pm I made a 911 call for myself.
I was having a panic attack that had me sprawled out on my floor, barely able to breathe, while my dog hid in the corner bc she was scared. i’ve struggled with my mental health my entire life and i’ve been mainly feeling better, but I’ve been struggling with my sleep over the last 2wks and an influx of other issues that i can’t get into rn. anyway, i’ve never had a panic attack so intense b4 and tbh i didn’t know what else to do, i was so scared for myself, so I called 911. I’m a young black woman that lives alone and tbh I wasn’t just scared for myself, I was more scared that they would take me away. who would take care of my dog? but in that moment, the risk was worth it.
the 911 dispatcher was so kind and walked me through getting my breath under control, so i could give them my address. the 2 paramedics that arrived at my door were truly God sent. like i truly believe they were angels. they checked my vitals, talked to me, asked me a lottt of questions, and one of them sat on the floor while I’m on the couch sobbing. the other is standing on his laptop gathering all my information. they were both so kind, didn’t judge me, made me feel safe. they did an EKG on me and some other stuff and we came up with a game plan - sleep hygiene and getting back on my vyvanse (stopped taking it abruptly and didn’t know it could cause “crash” like symptoms, depression, fatigue, mood swings, ect.) I still have plenty, literally just stopped taking it for no real reason.
they were like “we’re gonna hang out here for a little while until you calm down” and that’s exactly what they did. they monitored my breathing, BP, and heart rate while we talked about a variety of different things mainly related to my mental health and also my life, they also made me laugh a few times. they actually cared about me. like duh, they’re literally health care professionals but i just didn’t know what to expect. about 30-40 mins into the visit, my sister called and they spoke to her and told her what was going on. they said they were gonna stay until she arrived and that’s what they did. she arrived and they gave her the run down. they gave me a hug before they left and guys, never thought i’d say this, but I’m glad I called 911 on myself.
Thank you Brit and John. I made an appt with my therapist and psychiatrist. I will never abruptly stop taking a medication again, and will prioritize my sleep. No more staying up until 4am spiraling about the last 28 yrs of my life. everything will be okay. everything will be more than okay. I’m blessed.
P.s it’s kind of symbolic that I made that call at 11:11 if yall believe in angel numbers, 1111 is a sign of new beginnings, opportunities, spiritual awakenings. idk, but i’ll take it 🤍
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papipasify
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2.5K engagementsRant: My wasted single day off (aka AuAdHD blows)
I am sitting on my back deck, puffy from tears, with support beverages (water, a CAN of Diet Coke, a protein shake) a bacon snack plate, a Caramilk bar and a single, "emergencies only" cigarette, dolled from the supply my husband keeps (lovingly) hidden from me.
He (thankfully) takes these (rare) meltdowns in stride and just starts running his "Eris contingency strategy" (see above). He won't let me be mean to myself for too long, he thinks all my weird is amazing. I on the other hand, have been learning to make peace with it, but today I want to wallow.
I love him, but right now, I just want to talk with kindreds; people who will let me sulk and rage like a child. I need to be with people who will UNDERSTAND WHY I'M SO MAD AT MY BRAIN. Even as I sit here in reflection and begin to giggle because today was RIDICULOUS, I AM SO MAD, MAD MAD AND FRUSTRATED. I was so looking forward to today, and I sabotaged myself!!
I immediately apologize because I KNOW the irony is that this post is going to be TOO LONG for anyone who can TRULY empathize with me to read. I wouldn't read it!!!. But I'm going to write this anyway, BECAUSE THE THING SAYS RANT AND MY THERAPIST IS CLOSED AND.AANNDD.AAAAAND.
It is 4 pm. I have had a day. That STUPID song "I Wanna New Drug" has been looping in my head since (what we estimate was) 6 this morning. Not even the whole song , just that friggin phrase keeps repeating! I HATE THIS SONG. I HATE Huey Lewis!
When it started this morning it was ok; it was in that back right corner of my brain that is gray -- you know, shit just hangs out back there. I've had such a STRESSFUL couple of weeks, like it's my FIRST REAL day off in awhile and I wanted to just ENJOY it. Yeah I got up unfortunately early for a Saturday, but the house was purposely empty for my "do whatever I want day", yay! More quiet time for me!
Things were going awesome, (I thought HA! RIGHT!) but eventually that friggin song moved up to the front right part of my brain, the BRIGHT RED section. (Do any of you have brain sections,or is it just me?) Just LOOPING and LOOPING and LOOPIN as loud as F irritating the @#$&@@-++ out of me.
I tried doing the things anyway, you know? I have the tools! I'm in control, not my brain! ITS "ME" SATURDAY!!
But then the SKA TRUMPET(?????!!!!!!!) part of "Rudie Can't Fail" by The Clash came in, and while that's a better song, it wasn't an ideal mix. NOT IDEAL but Ok, in go the earbuds I'm going to drown this out and keep vibing. Turn that shit up, I'm in control, NOT MY MIND!
So when my Beloved walked in and asked if I was having a "mindmelt" (read: AuADHD frenzy moment), I'm like, nah, just trying to drive the Huey Lewis sized daemon out of my head.
\*Beloved\*: Huey Lewis mixed with the Clash? Gross. Is that why you are cleaning the baseboards in your PJs?
\*Me\*: Right? Is this 1986? It's horrible. Did you know that the dudes who did that brass bit also did the bits in "Waking On Sunshine?". That's another horrible song.
\*Beloved\*: Hmm. Agreed. There is A LOT going on here...And why is this paint can on the floor?
\*Me\*: It's deck stain, not paint. Did you hear about the girraffe that's been lost for week in TEXAS? You're a scientist, how is that possible?
\*Beloved\*: I'm not that kind of scientist, but kiddo...
\*Me\*: I'm glad you came home early, we can have lunch together! The average girraffe is as tall as two-story apartment complex. Science minds are science minds. How does one LOSE something two stories tall?
\*\*Beloved, looking at my phone history\*\*: Hey, Dollface, FOCUS. Do you know it's 3:30? Did you take your pills this morning?
Dollface suddenly recalled she had not. See, she has a habit stack that she broke last night, that has led to this fateful moment.
Dollface fell asleep on the couch watching tiktoks, trying to stretch her part of the day. When she woke up, she crawled upstairs and was too tired and lazy to brush her teeth, so she wasn't prompted to fill her water bottle and bring it to bed. That meant it wasn't on her nightstand when she woke up, which meant she didn't take a sip, which meant she didn't pull out her pill sorter.
She also didn't set an alarm (which is her back up cue) because: IT WAS HER @#$&$ DAY, AND WHY. CANT. SHE. JUST. BE. NORMAL.AND.NOT.HAVE.TO.CUE.HER.WHOLE.EXISTENCE.TO.FUNCTION???
BUT NOOO. Instead, she woke up DRY as the desert, couldn't find her water bottle, went looking for it downstairs, and woke up Alexa who told her about a girraffe lost in Texas. Of COURSE THAT NEEDS INVESTIGATION IMMEDIATELY, so she picked up her phone because how big is a girraffe?
There was an ad for bacon on her phone, and she remembered she HAS bacon(!!), so she went to grab it from the fridge. In the fridge she saw Diet Coke, salviated, remembered she needed to drink water and went to go find the water bottle. Found it, likely did more stuff in there, and realized it was 10am and late for Vyvanse BUT she could still take the OTHER DRUGS. Cue Huey!!
When filling the water bottle, she looked out the window and saw that unfinished bit of deck rail on her endless to do list staring back, and TODAY (WAS) THE DAY THINGS (WERE) GETTING DONE, CARPE DIEM!. SO OF COURSE she went to the garage to get the stain. OF @##$&$ COURSE.
And of COURSE her SELECTIVE LASER VISION saw the ends of the remaining baseboards they just had installed and remembered there was some glue or some shit stuck to that one part in the living room. What was that installer listening to again?
OF COURSE IT WAS RUDIE CANT FAIL, FOLKS !!! They had chatted about that amazing horn section and she had mentally noted to look into that...... LETS DO THAT NOW FOR REAL QUICK SEC, K? Down goes the water bottle, up comes the phone.
Was it quick? YOU KNOW THE ANSWER!!! Say it with me! SING THE SONG OF OUR PEOPLE!!
Now, her BIRD-LIKE BRAIN did manage to disengage from RANDOOM KNOWEGE STIMULI long enough to pick up the solvent, the rags, the stain and OF COURSE her phone but the water bottle?? The WATER BOTTLE THAT REMINDS HER TO TAKE MEDICINE? NOOO! That lay abandoned and LONG forgotten, along with any hope of regulation for the day.
No pills were taken, no showers were had, no pyjamas were changed, no bacon was eaten. In fact no water or food were consumed, untill now.
And that my friends, is the story of how I ended up WAILING on the floor of my living room, in my pyjamas, my ME DAY WASTED. I sobbed because even after all this time, therapy and CBT a FULL, ADULT DAY will DISINTEGRATE if I even TRY to vary my routine. I AM SOBBING BECAUSE CONTROL IS AN ILLLUSION I MUST FIGHT DAILY TO MAINTAIN AND THAT. IS. NOT. FAIR!!!!!
I, of course will be fine, and will try again tomorrow. For now, I am just going to eat some gummies and just let the evening take me. If you've made it this far, thank you for attending my Ted talk.
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Eris_Ellis
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255 engagementsLost Engagement Ring - Help
I feel absolutely horrible, I have not even been engaged for a month and I lost my engagement ring last night after (or during) a pottery studio date night. (Austin Clay Arts)
The studio has been great, I was there until 1 am searching but have had no luck. I was spinning a pot and realized my ring was on (I usually leave it at home when I throw pottery for this reason) and covered in clay. I took it off and put it on the little wheel shelf along next to some other tools I was using. I remember looking at my fiancé, then my ring, and thinking oh shit! I need to put that away…. I (think) I remember putting it in my apron, but I’m not 1000000% certain.
After date night, we went to stargazer bar. It was pretty packed, so we really just parked, grabbed a drink, and sat down outside for a few minutes and headed out.
IF the ring was in my apron, It likely fell out when I took it off in the parking lot in front of the studio on gunter street, or in the parking lot at stargazers. My ADHD is pretty severe, but by 7 pm my Vyvanse has worn off and my symptoms are pretty bad. That, mixed with two glasses of wine, means I cannot remember for the life of me if I put it in my apron, if I remembered to take it off my wheel shelf thingy, or where the hell it went.
I have been searching for 6 hours at both of these locations and have found nothing. Checked sinks, buckets, dug through every piece of trash in the trash cans, and dug through the reclaim clay.
If you know anyone, or you went to date night at Austin Clay arts, please let me know if you accidentally grabbed it? Or if you saw it? I’m just not sure… I know two of the other couples were from out of town
And if you’re in the Austin area and have access to a metal detector, I’ll pay you to borrow it. I ordered one on amazon that chat gbt reccomended to look for platinum / jewelry.
Please help, give a cash reward if it’s found. If anyone took it and didn’t know who the owner was, I’ll do anything to have it back.
Thank you so much..
If you’ve found it, there is a microscopic serial number engraved into the diamonds and it cannot be sold or pawned (it is considered stolen).. so please I recommend taking a cash reward ($200) and I’ll make you a beautiful ceramic piece
- sincerely,
Heartbroken.
Post update *** still not found as of today, 01/15 😢
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Idk-I-Justworkhere
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