The Life of John

So much stuff has been going on in the past few weeks, and I’ll probably struggle to get it all into coherent sentences, but I will give it a go.

At the time of my password protected posts (which will remain so) I was going through a particularly hard time. It got gradually worse, to the point of me being picked up by the police on the 27th March and taken to the hospital. I agreed to go into the hospital as a voluntary patient – hell, I wasn’t totally stupid, they’d have sectioned me if I’d have tried to say no. I spent 3 days on the ward – it was valuable time of rest but I was predictably homesick so I wanted to come home. Danni, in the meantime, was in a care home who weren’t fulfilling her needs. As soon as I got out of the hospital I was visiting her most days and making sure things were at least kept to a level where she could function. I was providing more care than the home was at this point. Words were had with the home and things improved slightly. We had a meeting with social services and a care package was drawn up. An approximated start date was given and we took Danni home as she is better off here. Said package is starting this Monday, which should help matters massively.

Anyway, I came out of the hospital and spent a few days at home before Danni came home. I was still on the same medication that I was previously (Citalopram and Pregabalin), but I was noticing some side effects from the Citalopram that were particularly bad (having to go for walks to try and get rid of restlessness counts as bad, yes?) and so I took the decision to stop taking it. Unsurprisingly, the side effects calmed down within a couple of days and are now totally gone.

This morning I had an appointment with my GP, who agreed that I shouldn’t be on the Citalopram any more since I was getting side effects that were interfering with my life. I am remaining on the Pregabalin since that seems to be helping the anxiety.

My mood is much, much better than I was. People have been mentioning to me how I look a lot better than I was and I really feel it. I was in such a bad way because I didn’t see help coming. Help is now almost here – I just need to wait 2 more days and get the flat into a state that the carers can work properly.

In good news, it is my friend’s wedding tomorrow! Me and Danni will be going, it should be good fun! It does mean a lack of contact with the internets tomorrow though, but it’ll be worth it!