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4 X 300mg lithium daily

+ Seroquel or Ativan as needed

and Haldol on standby 🤣

bluecobra142 said:Yeah, I figured. You aren't exactly helping me out here.😬

I’m no doctor, I suppose. I just meant to say that I deal with schizophrenia. My name is Dubravka, and I'm a real person.

What exactly constitutes an IQ?

I haven't the slightest clue
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neonmarlin56 said:So, I’m looking back at the start of this thread and that very first post. Man, my poor old mom—she was a hard-working, honest soul, totally part of the old-school working class. After everything life threw at her—losing her job, then the absolute nightmare of the war, losing both her parents, and then having to actually witness their exhumation... well, seeing those remains just broke her. She had this massive breakdown and ended up in a mental health facility near Chicago for about two months. It happened again
right when I moved to the States and we hit some rough patches financially. Even though I stepped up and managed to sort things out, it didn't seem to help much.

That’s how I met Dr. Culav and the rest of the staff working those busy hospital hallways. I gave them heaps of tips—and even some actual cash—just to make sure they looked after her. It’s been about five years now, and she’s doing okay, as long as she keeps taking her meds. I should mention that I personally order some of her supplies from Switzerland, which costs me about $500 every month, on top of what the government covers. Those imported ones come in two little boxes.

From what I’ve gathered listening to the doctors, people suffer the most when they stop taking their damn pills. Being "unstable" doesn't mean someone is a coward or anything like that—it’s just that they simply don't have the strength to process everything they're feeling inside.

Anyway, just watching people around Washington, D.C., I’ve noticed quite a few folks talking to themselves, yelling, arguing, or crying in the streets. If they're walking around like that so openly, they clearly don't have anyone looking out for them. I don't know if anyone here has ever seen the wards where people stay at the psychiatric facility near Chicago, but I think it's pretty horrific. And honestly, the way "normal" people treat those individuals is awful too. Nowadays, anyone can label you crazy, or people claim it themselves just to get ahead somehow.

Regarding schizophrenia, some say it's hereditary, others say it's triggered by stress and stuff like that. Modern medicine still can't say for certain exactly how it starts or who is at risk. I personally know a public figure who—during a Red Bull and vodka phase—confessed to having been schizophrenic, but hey, she successfully finished college and built a real career.

I feel like times are getting pretty dark in that regard—people are withdrawing more and more, grinding away at jobs that pay peanuts, eating junk under massive stress, and doubting everything around them. I can't even go out for a decent meal without feeling like every cool spot is either packed or reserved for the preppy crowd.

I’m worried that when the "sobering up" period comes—when people realize they haven't achieved the things they dreamed of—there's going to be even more patients in the system. Looking at the folks close to us, like those hardworking farmers out in the Midwest—they have their struggles, but they keep pushing through, even though the whole thing feels like we're just working our entire lives just to die in the end.

It makes me wonder sometimes: what's the point of all the stress, the nerves, and the drama? Because one day, we might all just be sitting there, old and frail, asking ourselves the same question over and over: "Man, if only I could have just five more minutes of that life, those friends, and those moments I truly enjoyed."

Come on, people. They fear schizophrenia, but there are plenty of worse things out there.😁

Anonymous said:My son went through the exact same thing when he turned 18, at least I think that's when it hit him. I realized how sick he actually was when he attempted suicide by jumping from a building. Thank God it didn't end worse, but he's in the hospital now. I just don't know how to convince him that what he's seeing and feeling isn't reality; that it's just hallucinations that will either pass or fade away once the medication kicks in. Will he ever be the person he was before? He truly was such a wonderful kid.🙂

Help him find a reason😁 but it probably needs to be something incredibly powerful to make him want to stay.

How are things, stormylynx23?

It seems people are talking about losing a parent during childhood.
My mother passed away when I was seven.
It wasn't particularly difficult for me.
It doesn't feel that way today, either.
I don't really feel like there's a void left behind.
When I do cry, I suppose it's just a chemical imbalance or some medication not quite hitting the mark.