Survival Day-byDay Was My Mission

  My wife asked me the other day how I had survived the last four years.  As I’ve mentioned before, my flight in life broke up in mid-air when a tornado picked up a truck I was driving in May 2003.  The PTSD that caused, plus, other gruesome sights I saw on my job after that, changed my life forever.

So, how did I survive the mood swings (mostly gutter wrenching lows), PTSD and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and surive?  I refer to it as just getting by day-by-day.  My mission from the time I got up in the morning (if I got out of bed at all) was to to slowly take whatever the day offered until It was time to go to bed.

I worked three of the four years until everything crumbled one last time.  After that, it involved watching a lot of television, and enduring many dark thoughts and lonely hours, along with not wanting to go any where or deal with any body.

It took the proper diagnosis from my psychiatric team to pinpoint my exact problems.  I can’t say enough good about them. 

I know work is out of the picture ever again.   My life has to be refocused on the time I have left in this world and enjoy it with my family.

Yeah, I’ve already had a few down days, but for me this Depakote has been amazing.  That added with Zoloft (ocd) and Lunesta for sleep, I’m seeing more sunshine in my life–not those black days.