skyfire322
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Well, the other morning I woke up on the bathroom floor with a goose egg on my head, a bitten tongue, and a torn up/bruised shoulder. Unless my cat decided to unleash hell on me while I was sleeping, I had a nocturnal. I thought I had eaten dinner the night before, but when I walked into the kitchen it was all over the floor!
The odd thing is, I saw my neurologist earlier that day. We switched from Ativan (which was doing diddly poo, and I hadn't taken it anyways since my prescription ran out) to 1/2 mg of Klonopin (which helps me big time. Both with auras, and with sleep.) Every single blood test came back perfectly normal too!
I think the scariest part about this whole situation is that I was by myself. I live in my own shoe box of an apartment alone, and I've been suffering from bouts of depression, loneliness, and have been working 45 to 50 hour work weeks for almost a month straight now. My girlfriend lives 300 miles away, and even though I have friends here, if I'm around people for too long, I get anxiety attacks.
My body is telling me to cool it. I'm one broke SOB, but I'm just lucky I didn't crack my head open and bleed out.
On a good note, one of my good friends who works at a famous video game development company asked me to send him some of my music samples because they are looking for a music engineer! It's been a pseudo dream of mine to work on scores for games, movies, shows, etc. and with it all being freelance, it's all pocket money plus it looks good on the resume.
The odd thing is, I saw my neurologist earlier that day. We switched from Ativan (which was doing diddly poo, and I hadn't taken it anyways since my prescription ran out) to 1/2 mg of Klonopin (which helps me big time. Both with auras, and with sleep.) Every single blood test came back perfectly normal too!
I think the scariest part about this whole situation is that I was by myself. I live in my own shoe box of an apartment alone, and I've been suffering from bouts of depression, loneliness, and have been working 45 to 50 hour work weeks for almost a month straight now. My girlfriend lives 300 miles away, and even though I have friends here, if I'm around people for too long, I get anxiety attacks.
My body is telling me to cool it. I'm one broke SOB, but I'm just lucky I didn't crack my head open and bleed out.
On a good note, one of my good friends who works at a famous video game development company asked me to send him some of my music samples because they are looking for a music engineer! It's been a pseudo dream of mine to work on scores for games, movies, shows, etc. and with it all being freelance, it's all pocket money plus it looks good on the resume.