Hi Gillian,
You'll have to excuse me if I get 'side-tracked' I'm well known for doing it on these forums. But it's me vs. the medication, a battle I fight everyday.
Let me tell you, you're not alone when it comes to depression - my first bout was in my teens, and it was hell. I felt isolated and didn't really talk to anyone about it, because that was back in the 70's - some people wonder how I cope now, with me it's a case of putting up a false front, don't get me wrong I do have good days and bad days. I am now just turned 51 a few days ago, the depression hasn't really left me at all, my wife knows I have anxiety attacks, but I try to hide the depression from her, because she has to cope with me 24/7. I am anti-depressants and have been for quite awhile.
The trouble with me is I had an accident in my early 20's, which led me to having further problems, firstly I was diagnosed with Focal Segmental Dystonia, Epilepsy and Functional Episodes (there is 28 versions of just this alone). The girl I settled down with and eventually married knew everything about me, healthwise and we went on, got married and had 3 children. Her first pregnancy was very stressful, and it possibly caused her to mis-carry. We used to babysit her sisters 2 children, a boy 14 months and a girl 2 years. One afternoon we were watching a video at Christmas, and we were playing with the children, all of a sudden my nephew started screaming saying the light was hurting his eyes, but he got worse, headache, ear-ache, and went all limp on us, we had alreadyh phoned the doctor, and the ambulance was on it's way. This all happened at around 4:30pm.. once in hospital he was in the Intensive Care Unit fighhting for his life, we were shocked why and what had happened, less than 4 hours later he was declared brain-stem dead, only the machines made him look he was still alive. My wife and I, didn't cope with it very well for weeks, thats when my wife lost ours. You can imagine the pain we went through, it was unreal. What really upset us more was his sister asked her mum "Will I go to heaven when you have your next baby?". - She shocked us all, and it didn't end there, the boy she sat with at her first school were friends and he died of the same symptoms, meningitus.
We were all very close, obviously it didn't help with me being depressed either, luckily my wife and I went on to have 2 boys and a girl over the years. There have been so many occassions where I have been down, after losing both my parents and I had to sort out all the paperwork, which to me was a task and a half, my conditions really got me down. I was on more medication because of all that had happened over the years was still playing on my mind, suicidal thoughts amoungst other things - but then I started to think, if I did anything like that I would missed by so many people and family, all I was thinking about was negative things going back over my life, so I started to look at my life differently, approach it by remembering the good times rather the negative energy. This worked for awhile, but I had a shock coming that was the worse part of my life. I was diagnosed with Testicular Cancer, luckily it was caught in time, but I'm still in remission until January 2015. Thinking I survived that made me think twice of what I was doing in life, but yet again I was knocked back in January 2012, 3 weeks spent in hospital - I was dying from the inside out, 50cm of my intestines had turned gangrene, which was removed, 2 days later when I should have been getting better I became worse I could not keep anything down, not even drugs. They tried to a CT scan, but all my veins in my arms had collapsed so it could not be done, then I started vomitting bile badly, I was rushed to back to surgery. My wife was phoned and told please be prepared for the worse, we have your husband on an emergency operation. 5 hours later I come round, which surprised the surgeon. Again, I cheated death for the 3rd time... I now take everyday as it comes and even though I am in every morning I wake up, at least I get another day to see my family and friends, that's how I look at life now.
I have seen too much negativity, so I look at everyday with a positive attittude, it took me a long time to realize how short time could be. Even now, I had an ultrasound scan on my abdominal region, and my doctor phoned and asked me if I asked the radiologist if there was anything wrong, she said just a few stones that are small - I thought cool, and my wife pushed me out of the hospital. She said the results will be back at your doctors in 7 days. Then yesterday my Doctor phoned me, and said what did the radiologist say to you, so I told her about the gall stones, but very small. My doctor then enlightened me, I think we need you to see the Urologist again for a second opinion, I thought oh no, that ultrasound appointment was for one thing "Prostate Cancer"! - I said okay to my doctor, but now I'm on tender hooks waiting for that dreaded call, either the hospital or my doctor! - I told my wife but that's all, I do not want to put a bad spell over everyone's Christmas! - Depressing, yes - but, I am trying to hold my head up and keep smiling, and hoping!! I coped with Depression before, but not just before Christmas.... Now, I sit and wait...as the days pass me by! I more worried than depressed - the thing that brings out depression with me lately is hospitals. 3 days within the past 5 days.
Regards,
Les.