This week has been a eventful one, Full of worry, Full of hope and Full of guilt.
On Monday a very good friend of mine and her girlfriend picked me up and drove my to my doctors appt in wroughton, On the way there She took the back road, BUT as we were driving down the road, an other car was coming up, we moved out the way and the other car kept coming so we hit two concrete pillers as the other car hit us. Our car nearly went over. In the end we all walked away from the car, (which was a write off by the way) Also a friend had to go to hospital by ambulance, In the end the front passenger and back passenger had injures (one had bowl, kidneys and cracked ribs, and the other had a cracked shoulder blade, Dislocated and francted collar bone) The driver of our car keeps blaming herself for it, But we keep telling her its not her fault.
A few days later i had a medical review which was me chatting to my new cpn who seems ok, the outcome of it was to take me of my mood stabliers, And put me on Diazepam for my anxiety, He tried putting me back onto anti depressions tablets, which i refused to go on to, as they send me into mania, Which is bot a good thing (also i had 7 sections while i was taking them) For once they listened to me and decied to give me a 2 week break from all meds apart from Diazepam which i need if i have a really bad panic attack or start freaking out again. Also i started getting help for the issue of self harming, I’ve started to see PASH which gives me goals and support to overcome it, which is helpful as its got to a point where its too much to cope from now,
