Tag Archives: Ativan
Recovery, Chronic Fatigue and Depression
When I was 14 years old, on a Friday afternoon I went to Nelda Jane’s house for the weekend. She wanted to go horseback riding and swimming; I wanted to go to sleep or sit under a tree and read. … Continue reading
“A Choice, of Sorts”
This morning’s Facebook has brought a paper by Dr. Rachel Bingham about “voluntary” psychiatric hospital. She references Dr. Peter Breggin and what she calls the “Breggin gap” referring to the coercion that keeps a supposedly voluntary patient locked up. Good … Continue reading
From My Bed, Buddy
We can’t be mentally ill all the time; sometimes we are just regular people. I have this whole entire blog devoted to the ways and means of treating mental illness, but what else is there? I awoke this morning at … Continue reading
Answers to More Questions, September 3
What happens if a person with fibromyalgia stops taking their medications? They get better. I stopped taking all my medications and the fibromyalgia pain ceased. A year later, I read a book by a doctor at Columbia. He said that his … Continue reading
Righteous Anger
When I stopped taking drugs ten years ago, I was angry—very, very angry. There are several possible explanations for all that anger. First was the fact that I have bipolar disorder, type 2. Professionals say that in some people … Continue reading
Ativan, Sleep Apnea, and Bad Craziness
N.B.: Ativan is addictive but is not a narcotic. Someone searched my blog for Ativan with sleep apnea: DO NOT TAKE ATIVAN IF YOU HAVE SLEEP APNEA. It could kill you. Ativan, also known as Lorazepam and Temesta, is a … Continue reading
Men, Women and Doctors
The sun has risen on a skiff of snow covering the houses and hills outside my window. My home and I are quiet this morning. James Taylor’s “You’ve Got a Friend” accompanies tea. Rainbows are dancing off the prism … Continue reading
The Undrugging of Annie (Part X)
Paul Cohen, Ph.D., tried to prevent me from expressing anger to doctors. He said I needed them and couldn’t afford to alienate them. What I figured out was that doctors were hurting me. Getting angry with them would make … Continue reading
The Undrugging of Annie (Part IX)
All the doctors who knew what they were doing in the treatment of nephrogenic diabetes insipidus (both of them) continually iterated “Drink to your thirst.” As long as you drink enough to stay fully hydrated, you don’t need to worry. You … Continue reading
The Undrugging of Annie (Part VIII)
If I took the Ativan then I did not breath while I slept; if I did not take the Ativan then I would spend half the following day sobbing in mental agony. Dr. Ghaly did acupuncture, which would give me a few hours … Continue reading
Behind the Locked Doors of Inpatient Psychiatry 