This may be long so if you don't have time to read, I won't be offended if you skip my post. I just want to share my story because I think that mental health issues are a serious problem that people are embarrassed to talk about.
I have always been a person to worry about every little thing related to my and my family's health. Terrible headache - OMG, do I have a tumor?..things like that. I will spare all the details, but a few years ago my worries were just crazy. My newborn daughter had pupils that were two different sizes. At 5 month they ran tests to make sure she didn't have a tumor on her adrenal glands. It was a lot of worrying and very terrifying (she is fine). I had a miscarriage, my grandpa had a stroke and thought he was gonna die, my husband passed out and I found him, thought he was dead and had to call 911 (he was fine) and then my dad cut his thumb off at work.
I had a hard time with everything, thought I was doing okay, and then I started having weird symptoms. My ears would get bright red and feel hot. My arms and fingers would get tingly. Then I would feel a constant light-headedness that I couldn't get rid of. My heart would race and I just felt like I couldn't be in my own skin because I was was so uncomfortable. I was in the ER, had all the heart tests, an CAT scan of my brain, everything was normal. It got really bad, I didn't want to be around my daughter, I just felt crazy. I honestly thought all my symptoms were physical and didn't even think that it was mental.
I ended up getting in touch with a therapist who put in an emergency call to a Pyschiatrist to get me in. I lost 30 pounds in one month because I could not eat anything at all (I was not overweight to begin with). No appetite and when I did eat, I would gag so bad that I couldn't keep it down.
Anway, after a month or so of this, I finally was diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety Disorder. I was put on Zoloft. It didn't work right away and I would call the dr. and say, "this isn't working, I need a stronger dose." He assured me that it would take time to get in my system. Finally after a few weeks I started feeling normal. I had to take a couple weeks off work, my husband had to use FMLA to take care of Peyton because I couldn't do anything at all but lay in bed and be so uncomfortable in my own skin that I couldn't handle it.
Anyway, I was on Zoloft for a few months and then, shocker, got pregnant. I couldn't stop cold turkey but I was weened off the meds. The dr. wanted to keep me on it, but I did not want to take it while being pregnant (it's supposed to be a "safe" one for pregnancy). Dr. told me that if I had any problems, to call him and we would work it out.
Parker is now almost two years old and I have never had to go back on the medication. I still worry about things, but I tell myself that it's not helping the situation and try to get past it.
I didn't want to get on psych meds because I just didn't want to be "crazy." The dr. explained it perfectly. If you have Diabetes or Cancer or any disease, you take meds to help. Mental health issues are the exact same thing. I had no control over it so I had to take meds to help.
Now, whenever I hear about someone having issues with anxiety/depression, i will share my story because if I would have known that what I was going through was mental, I could have taken care of it a lot sooner and not had to put myself and my family through all of that.
Also, one more thing (so sorry this was so long) I am glad to hear that you are getting thyroid tests done. If you do a search on symptoms of thyroid disease, you would be shocked to see that people are quite often misdiagnosed as having anxiety when it's really because of their thyroid...There is a checklist available online...(that was not my case).
Talking about mental health issues with other people is one of the best medicines I found. I just wanted to feel "normal" and it's always great to find someone else who has walked in your shoes. If anyone wants to talk, feel free to pm me!!
~Brooke