QUOTE (Armadillo @ Oct 28 2007, 12:11 PM)

Hello, ygirl. Are you currently under treatment for psychosis? What meds are you taking, and do they work for you?
I'm just curious, because before I came to PS, I thought I was the only meno induced psychotic on the planet.
Perhaps we could also talk with you, Marcy, either PM or in my OCD thread here on the boards.
I would like to compare our treatments....what works for you.....what doesn't , etc.
At least we will support each other with a bit of helpful information, and know we are not alone in this insanity.
Dear Armadillo and ygirl,
I would love that. I was sure that
I was the only meno-induced psychotic on the planet.
I slipped into an entire unreal world. I thought people were in and out of my house. I saw them, heard them, and talked back to them. I took orders from them. I left them notes. At one point I thought they were taking my jewelry, so I put it all in a suitcase and asked a friend if I coud store the suitcase in her basement. One Friday night, after not sleeping for at least 3 days, I was convinced that my body was full of aneurisms. I walked barefoot at midnight to a friend across town and told him and his wife that they needed to get me to a surgeon. They did in fact take me to a mutual friend who is a neurosurgeon. Apparently, he could tell right away that I was psychotic. They took me to the local ER. After that I spent 5 weeks in a psych. hospital.
In the hospital, I thought I was in a ward with all dead people. I thought I was dead. That my food was being poisoned, that the water had arsenic. I heard voices telling me that no one would ever come to get me, that the hospital was going to kick me out and let me die outside the door. I kept telling the staff to "listen to the voices." When friends came to visit me, I thought they were impostors. God "talked" to me and told me I was being denied entrance to the afterlife. I heard friends telling me that they had spent all my money and that I had nothing left. I thought there were helicipters circling around the hospital trying to help me. I was terrified that the windows were too thick for the life-saving "treatment" to get through.
And on and on. I was given xyprexa (a newer atypical antipsychotic) and eventually the psychosis nearly abated. But they let me out of the hospital too soon. About 5 weeks later, I "saw" someone in my kitchen who encouraged me to take an overdose. I followed orders and nearly killed myself. I was lying on my kitchen floor all alone for 2 days, while the phone rang and people tried to figure out where I was. Eventually the rescue squad pried off my front door and took me to the ER again. I spent 10 days in the hospital, then another 5 weeks in the hospital. I have been psychosis-free since last December, but struggling with clinical depression ever since.
So interestingly, I told my psychiatrist that I was having less trouble with all facets of life about 6 weeks ago. Sure enough, 3 weeks ago I had a whopper of period--my first in 18 months. Now that we look at the entire picture, it is clear that my estrogen levels must have dropped to nothing, the ani-depressants helped a little but not enough, and I only began to feel like my old self when my body spontaneously began to produce estrogen. There has been research into estrogen and ADs as well. The conclusion was that for some women ADs do not work to full capacity without the presence of estrogen.
I would love to hear others' experiences. I do feel so alone having suffered such a trauma. Even now, as I begin to feel a little better, I am trying to deal with the trauma of what I went through. I have felt fragile, off-center, anxious-to-the-max, with very little self-confidence or self esteem. When I left the hospital for the third time last January, I was certain that I would not be able to go to the pharmacy to get my medicine or the grocery store to get basic food items. Or even to my psychiatrist.
But somehow, the ADs gave me enough to get by. Now since the estrogen surge 6 weeks ago, I have cooked, baked. joined Jazzercise, socialized, read (a real WOW for me because I could not concentrate on anything--even mindless TV), called friends, and acted like a semi-normal human being.
I am absolutely convinced that estrogen loss kicked me into psychosis and estrogen production helped to alleviate my depression. The evidence is too strong to have been anything else. And "The Estrogen-Depression Connection" is the cherry on the top of the sundae.
Thanks for reading (or reading again--sorry...) my horror story. Armadillo and ygirl, please be in touch. I suspect we can be great support and comfort to one another.
Many many hugs,
Marcy