ophelia33
06-24-2009, 06:20 AM
I've heard that God doesn't give people more than they can handle. How much can I handle? Is this a test? I've been in tears for the last hour. I'm supposed to go for a mammogram today and I'm so depressed I don't even care if I have cancer. A big part of me wants cancer, then someone may give me some compassion and then I can choose whether to get treatment or not. I actually dream of the day I get a terminal illness. I just want to go eat a pizza like a normal human and then just take 10 vicodin afterwards b/c I ate something tasty for a change.
Depression, and its severe, has already sapped me of my job, my husband, my home (I live with a friend now-my only friend). I feel beaten down by depression and now I feel I'm food deprived and sleep deprived and feel attached to a toilet. :toilet:
I see a psychotherapist and I'm trying everything possible for IC. Everday I look in the mirror and see the circles from under my eyes get darker. I'm so tired but the urge to pee keeps me from sleeping.
My mother who claims to be supportive has told me to "try to sleep". She gets up to pee once at night sometimes (only once--lucky). Can't she just sleep through it? If she can't sleep through the urge how am I supposed to be able to? How can I "try to sleep"? I'm about to ask for a catheter and a bag so I can just fall asleep and not be awoken by the urge to pee. How can humans survive on a couple hours sleep? My mother only got 4-5 hours (only!) one night and she said "when I look at the one pillow, its as if the others are moving, I'm tired!". Really!?
My mom also said "you drink too much water at night", "maybe if you just lay in another position, put a pillow under your legs". The last comment was AFTER an IC seminar!!! I asked her if she had seen that on one of the slides at the seminar...she said no. I didn't think so.
Mother also said to "get healthy so you can get a job", oh and my favorite "get out and do things". That is support? She went to the seminar on IC hosted by my urogyn. :confused: As far as getting out and doing things. I went to a ballroom dance lesson and was in pain and I had trouble smiling because I hurt and I had people saying "smile". Right, just smile, it makes IC pain go away, why didn't I think of that!
My supportive mother also said "the dr. said it would go away". That was after a trip to the ER after my mother called the cops on me b/c I said I didn't want to live like this anymore. No hug, the cops. The ambulance person referred to IC as a bladder "thing". The nurse said "its just a bladder spasm". The caseworker told me I wasn't "normal" and said she had dying cancer patients that don't say they don't want to live anymore. So, I have a bladder "thing" and I'm not "normal". Did I need a "normal" person w/o a bladder "thing" to tell me I'm not "normal"? I feel attached to a toilet...is that normal? I just can't carry a toilet with me when I go somewhere like people can carry meds or something.
If IC can cause depression, what do I do if I already have depression? I've tried almost ALL the psych drugs, I can't tolerate them. Not for not trying either. Many years of failed psych drug trials. Many years of sometimes terrible side effects that took me to the ER. I'm currently on disability for depression, how much more disabiling is life supposed to get?...I seriously don't know how much I'm supposed to be able to handle.
There is no support group for IC in my area. The only support I get is from this website and my roommate who every now and then asks me "are you still dealing?" He can't say IC so its my bladder "problem". I wish people heard of IC. It is serious and life altering and debilitating and its sufferers go w/o understanding and w/o compassion from those that don't understand.
Idk if I'll go to the mammogram. Pick myself up AGAIN and go through the motions. Yeah, life is fun...for others it may be...not with these illnesses. Life stinks!
If God gave me this life, why these illnesses? I didn't hurt anyone, I was nice to people, I don't deserve this. There are people out there on death row who have murdered people and tore other people's lives apart and they probably feel better about themselves than I do.
Sorry I'm sad. and yes, I'm used to apologizing for my feelings. I only have a bladder "thing". and I'm "just" depressed. Go to the bathroom and get out and do things. That's the cure for IC and depression--not scientists but my mother cured IC!
hugs to all sufferers, may we all be cured, thanks for listening
O
Depression, and its severe, has already sapped me of my job, my husband, my home (I live with a friend now-my only friend). I feel beaten down by depression and now I feel I'm food deprived and sleep deprived and feel attached to a toilet. :toilet:
I see a psychotherapist and I'm trying everything possible for IC. Everday I look in the mirror and see the circles from under my eyes get darker. I'm so tired but the urge to pee keeps me from sleeping.
My mother who claims to be supportive has told me to "try to sleep". She gets up to pee once at night sometimes (only once--lucky). Can't she just sleep through it? If she can't sleep through the urge how am I supposed to be able to? How can I "try to sleep"? I'm about to ask for a catheter and a bag so I can just fall asleep and not be awoken by the urge to pee. How can humans survive on a couple hours sleep? My mother only got 4-5 hours (only!) one night and she said "when I look at the one pillow, its as if the others are moving, I'm tired!". Really!?
My mom also said "you drink too much water at night", "maybe if you just lay in another position, put a pillow under your legs". The last comment was AFTER an IC seminar!!! I asked her if she had seen that on one of the slides at the seminar...she said no. I didn't think so.
Mother also said to "get healthy so you can get a job", oh and my favorite "get out and do things". That is support? She went to the seminar on IC hosted by my urogyn. :confused: As far as getting out and doing things. I went to a ballroom dance lesson and was in pain and I had trouble smiling because I hurt and I had people saying "smile". Right, just smile, it makes IC pain go away, why didn't I think of that!
My supportive mother also said "the dr. said it would go away". That was after a trip to the ER after my mother called the cops on me b/c I said I didn't want to live like this anymore. No hug, the cops. The ambulance person referred to IC as a bladder "thing". The nurse said "its just a bladder spasm". The caseworker told me I wasn't "normal" and said she had dying cancer patients that don't say they don't want to live anymore. So, I have a bladder "thing" and I'm not "normal". Did I need a "normal" person w/o a bladder "thing" to tell me I'm not "normal"? I feel attached to a toilet...is that normal? I just can't carry a toilet with me when I go somewhere like people can carry meds or something.
If IC can cause depression, what do I do if I already have depression? I've tried almost ALL the psych drugs, I can't tolerate them. Not for not trying either. Many years of failed psych drug trials. Many years of sometimes terrible side effects that took me to the ER. I'm currently on disability for depression, how much more disabiling is life supposed to get?...I seriously don't know how much I'm supposed to be able to handle.
There is no support group for IC in my area. The only support I get is from this website and my roommate who every now and then asks me "are you still dealing?" He can't say IC so its my bladder "problem". I wish people heard of IC. It is serious and life altering and debilitating and its sufferers go w/o understanding and w/o compassion from those that don't understand.
Idk if I'll go to the mammogram. Pick myself up AGAIN and go through the motions. Yeah, life is fun...for others it may be...not with these illnesses. Life stinks!
If God gave me this life, why these illnesses? I didn't hurt anyone, I was nice to people, I don't deserve this. There are people out there on death row who have murdered people and tore other people's lives apart and they probably feel better about themselves than I do.
Sorry I'm sad. and yes, I'm used to apologizing for my feelings. I only have a bladder "thing". and I'm "just" depressed. Go to the bathroom and get out and do things. That's the cure for IC and depression--not scientists but my mother cured IC!
hugs to all sufferers, may we all be cured, thanks for listening
O