calibella1234
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Hi, I am a first time poster here and am very nervous about sharing my story. First I want to say, I've been reading your site for years, and I admire all of you for being such a great support system to one another. You may not realize it, but you need to know that there are thousands more you help every day who come here only to read your experiences and thoughtful responses, like me. So on behalf of us all who lurk in the background, thank you. If you have time to read my story, I'd greatly appreciate it. I am very shaken up about what happened and could use some advice, theories, similar experiences, etc. Thanks in advance to those who take the time to read this and respond. I know it is long, but I have nowhere else to turn and what happened has forever changed my life. Here it goes:
In February 2014, I began taking 30mg Adderall IR/once daily. It seemed to help a lot, and I had no real side effects from it, and although the initial euphoria faded rather quickly, I found it to be very helpful. I never upped my dose the first few months I was on it. In April of this same year, I was also prescribed 150mg of Bupropion, the generic form of what is known as Wellbutrin SR. Initially, I didn't feel much with the Wellbutrin, but it did seem that the Adderrall was a less effective. I experienced a few side effects once I started on the Wellbutrin, which led to a horrific experience that I will soon get to. My first symptom begun when I broke out in a pretty bad rash about 3 weeks after starting. It started off small, but quickly spread to my entire body. I went in to see the Dr. about this that week, and he said he had never seen or heard of a reaction like that and believed it was separate from the Wellbutrin, possibly from something I ate, a difference in detergent, soap (although I didn't change either detergent or soap), environmental factors, etc, but he made me feel pretty confident that one had nothing to do with the other and advised me to stay with it for 4-6 weeks. He advised I take an antihistamine to get rid of the rash, and it did help. Eventually the rash went away.
In the following weeks, I began to notice a few other things that I had never experienced while on Adderrall alone- My chest felt heavy at times, my throat sometimes felt tight, like something was stuck and not allowing me to swallow completely, and my pulse seemed a bit out of control. I researched and found these are sometimes common side effects, so while I took note, I wasn't too concerned... yet. I also felt *constantly* thirsty. I'm not a huge water drinker, but I was having dreams about water, and those dreams woke me up on more than a few occasions. Let me also say I drink 2 cups of coffee a day, or I used to until this, which my Dr. knows, and I am pretty small, 5'3 typically between 99-102lbs. My fiancé and I are both teachers (high school), and I am very mentally stable. I only say "very mentally stable" bc what I am about to describe will challenge that and sound like I belong in a psych ward. I am so mortified and embarrassed by it. However, it happened, and I need some help dealing with it. I truly was convinced I was losing my mind, and I'd never be the same again. The scary stuff begins now-
In June of this year, my sister graduated high school. The weeks leading up to it, I felt a major difference in my ability to actually get out of bed. The day my sister graduated was no different, but I made it. This day I took 15mg more of my normal (30mg) Adderall (so 45mg) than usual bc I felt fatigued, and my same dose of Wellbutrin (150mg). It was extremely HOT in Southern Cali that day, and I didn't drink much water, if any. I walked 3 miles to the location in 90 degree weather, and sat for 3 hours in the sun during the ceremony. That evening we went out to dinner, I came home, went to bed, and everything was fine. The following day I had work to finish at the school, and I took my normal dose of Wellbutrin (150mg) and Adderall (30mg). I then met my fiancé at the beach, and we soaked in the sun for a few hours. Again, stupid, I know, but I didn't have any water. Sat morning at 3am, I woke up vomiting, but I felt no nausea, just *extremely* light headed. I went back to sleep bc my sister's graduation party was later in the day, and I had promised my mom I'd be there to help out.
Sat morning I woke up feeling something I've NEVER felt before. My fiancé noticed right away and asked if I was okay. I went to answer him, but I could barely speak, I just looked at him, stared at him in confusion, perplexed by what he was asking me. He told me I didn't "seem right" and to rest and said he'd go to the party without me and help my mom, so he left. I laid on the sofa for 45 mins bc I did not have the energy to get up. I couldn't find the strength. I tried standing a few times, but I immediately had to sit back down. Finally, I was able to crawl to the shower, and I sat shivering on the shower floor. I was freezing all of a sudden, despite it being 78 degrees inside. My mind was in a complete fog. Truthfully, since beginning the Wellbutrin, my mind seemed to be a big hazy most days, but I assumed my body was adjusting to the chemicals. I felt confused, disoriented, but I kept telling myself it was just a stomach bug. Again, I took my same dose of both Wellbutrin (150mg) and Adderall (30mg). Somehow I managed to get to my mom's and attend the party for a couple of hours. My uncle is a Dr., he was there and said it sounded like I had caught the stomach flu. I nodded in agreement, but I knew that's not what I had. NOTHING had ever felt like this, and I've had the stomach flu before. I made it through the party, but my energy was depleted. We left the party Sat evening and returned home. Again Sat night, I vomited at 2am. Sun morning I woke up, and I was officially in Hell.
I felt as if I'd been hit with a dump truck. I have never felt so discombobulated in my life. I couldn't think, I couldn't *speak*, I couldn't comprehend. Looking back, and I can't believe I'm typing this, but again, I took my medication, only Adderall I cut down to 15mg Wellbutrin still 150. I had no strength. I couldn't walk to the bathroom, I had to crawl everywhere. I thought this was the worst stomach flu known to man. I was thirsty, but I wasn't nauseous, in fact, none of the times I vomited did I feel nauseous. I had a sip of coffee, but it tasted horrible. My fiancé asked if I wanted to sign a Father's Day card, I couldn't. I couldn't formulate one cohesive thought or find the strength to pick up a pen and put my name, let alone thoughts, down on paper, so I just shook my head. He asked if I wanted to go with him to see his dad, I shook my head and he told me to rest. I laid on the couch all day in complete confusion. I had the tv on, I was awake, but I had no clue what I was watching and still don't remember, and while I was physically awake, it felt as if my entire brain had shut down. I then began to feel a paranoia like I never knew truly existed, except in movies. This is where I ask you to please remember I am not crazy, 'cuz I'm about to sound like I am.
The following days I continued on my Wellbutrin (150mg)/Adderall (15mg, yes I stayed at half my normal dose and still do) combination. I should have been drinking water, but I couldn't. I was bed ridden, well, more like sofa ridden. I needed to be out in the open living room on the sofa bc the "smell" of the bedroom made me sick. I couldn't describe what I was feeling bc I didn't know. Days passed with symptoms worsening, and most days I slept all day. At night, I laid awake hallucinating about the strangest things. One night I began screaming that spiders were trying to attack me, and my fiancé ran in to help control my breathing. Anytime I saw something out of the corner of my eye, I'd just about have a heart attack. He told me while I was sleeping, my limbs were flailing around uncontrollably, and I sounded shallow and panicked in my breathing. My muscles were twitching, too, and I still wasn't able to speak without intense effort, nor could I walk yet. I never once checked my phone bc I didn't have the strength to even do that. I wanted to hide away until this was gone, and I began to worry it was never going away. What had I done? The hallucinations were unbearable. My muscles ached, my head throbbed, and I was still vomiting at 2 am on the dot every morning. I suffered through this for over a week, 8 days. Each day seemingly worse than the last.
The following Monday (Day 10), I woke up with a thirst I have never experienced before, and my fiancé brought me a huge bottle of water. I needed water, and I needed it now. I drank it all. As I drank it, I could almost feel the cold water flowing into my brain, it was the strangest thing. I finally decided that morning that was it, I wasn't taking my Wellbutrin, so I didn't and haven't since. I did still take 15mg Adderall. Monday was bad, but it was a *little* better, as I could finally string words together to form a complete sentence, but still, very, very difficult. My skin felt like it was on fire. Anything that touched me felt like I had lit a match to it, and with every touch, I felt my skin cooling off, however, no fever ever registered on my thermometer. My fiancé threw a blanket on me, and I cried in pain to get it off immediately. It burned. He suggested I go to the emergency room, but I couldn't. I didn't have the strength, and I was too scared. The hallucinations weren't subsiding either, nor were my out of control muscle spasms. In the kitchen, I saw a moth from my peripheral, and I screamed at the top of my lungs and ducked. He came running in and just held me as I shook. It was another bee, only it wasn't. It was a stupid moth. Like I said, I could finally talk at this point, and as I described some of my symptoms to my fiancé, the more terrified I was of myself. Spiders were trying to attack me? If I saw a fly, I'd go into a state of extreme paranoia. My skin was burning, my head was in a haze, it took forced effort to articulate a single thoughtful response. And it was accompanied by THE worst headache I had ever experienced in my life. One night, I laid awake all night in pain. Every couple hours my fiancé would ask if I was ok, and I'd mumble "No, my head." I thought I was having a brain aneurism. A couple days passed, no Wellbutrin, same Adderall dosage. I finally had strength to take a shower (disgusting, I know).
At this point I was no longer drinking coffee and hadn't since Day 2. My senses were on high alert, and I could smell everything, things that weren't even there. I could smell my coffee maker (?), and it made me sick. I thought about creamer, that made me sick. I smelled mold in our brand new, beautiful apartment, and I begged my fiancé to have it professionally cleaned, even though I knew it was spotless. The sight of the toilet made me sick. The sound of the garbage disposal made me sick. The sheets in the bed. The blankets. The wood floor. I made him wash everything. All the blankets, bedding, every towel we owned, all of our clothes in the closet, all of our dishes, even though they were already clean and I knew it. I was paranoid beyond belief, and I was convinced everything was filthy. Anytime I thought about the non existent filth, I vomited. The hallucinations, while milder, were still there, and I knew if I didn't feel back to normal in 4 days (Friday), I was admitting myself into Emergency. I was able to walk soon, though I had to hold on to every piece of furniture in our apartment so I wouldn't fall over, at least I was finally able to walk instead of having to crawl everywhere. Wednesday I got the nerve to attempt going to the store. It took me an hour to make a 5 second drive and 1 min trip inside. Before entering the store, I sat for 20 mins catching my breath so I didn't faint. After the store, I sat in the car for another 20 mins eating a Popsicle- I was thirsty, and I felt myself on the verge of fainting. I made the 5 second drive home. I was proud of myself for that small feat. My fiancé had been making me smoothies from fresh fruit and vegetables all week, and I had been drinking water like the country was on a shortage, and I would soon never have access to it again. And even though I was still vomiting every night, I drank the smoothies and water. I was still taking my new dose of 15mg of Adderall, but it had been over a week of not taking the Wellbutrin.
Fri morning I woke up and thought I was dreaming. I was back to being100% again. I went to the Dr. yesterday, and he had no clue what happened to me and had absolutely no explanation for it. He had never heard of such a thing. I researched Wellbutrin and combinations of Wellbutrin with Adderall and found since they are both stimulants, a type of medical induced hyperthermia can result if you are not keeping hydrated, are in the sun for long periods of time (my sister's graduation and the beach perhaps?), and coffee and caffeine worsens it. I'm sure none of you have had this experience, and I hope you never do. I wouldn't wish 5 mins of what I went through on my worst enemy. I have concluded 4 things: 1) severe allergic reaction to Wellbutrin. 2) combination of both Wellbutrin and Adderall. 3) hyperthermia due to the heat, lack of fluids, and medication 4) Serotonin Syndrome. 3 and 4 are my best guesses.
Do any of you know what possibly could have happened? I think the Wellbutrin was a huge contributing factor. Since being off, I don't have the heavy chest or tight throat (which was causing the vomiting bc I wasn't fully swallowing food or liquid), and the symptoms went away within days of going off of it. I feel fine back on the Adderall alone. What about the paranoia and hallucinations? It was like an out of body experience. It was absolutely terrifying. And how could it last for weeks?? Thank God I was out of school and not teaching by this point. Could I have been suffering from extreme dehydration? I never ran a fever, but my skin was on fire. I'm speechless. Some of you might think this story is exaggerated, I can assure you it is not. If anything, it is worse than what I have shared. The morbid thoughts, the paranoia and hallucinations were the worst of it. Sure, it was not fun dealing with having no strength or energy and having horrible headaches and vomiting, but the worst of it was mental. Also, I realize I should have had medical care immediately, and I truly feel I was close to death, however, I can't explain it. I wasn't myself, this wasn't my mind or my body. I could not go to the Dr. bc I wasn't thinking, especially not rationally. One night, I laid awake in bed and begged God if he was going to take me, to please take me at that moment. I didn't want to suffer anymore, and I was tired of the pain. I couldn't do it anymore. The physical and mental pain was unbearable, and I put my life in His hands. Also, please don't blame my fiancé. He knew some of the symptoms, but he thought I had the stomach flu. I kept the horrific symptoms to myself bc I didn't want to scare him.
I apologize for this novel, but any advice, similar stories, experiences, theories, etc would be very much appreciated. Also, if you feel this thread should be posted elsewhere to get more feedback or responses, please let me know. I'm a fish out of water here. Thanks so much for all you do. What an amazing support system you have found within each other. I not only look forward to hearing your thoughts, I want to put my story out there as a cautionary one, please. Please be careful. With any and all medication. And please believe if this happened to me, it can and will happen to someone else, it's only a matter of time- however, they might not be lucky enough to tell their story. Thank you guys.
In February 2014, I began taking 30mg Adderall IR/once daily. It seemed to help a lot, and I had no real side effects from it, and although the initial euphoria faded rather quickly, I found it to be very helpful. I never upped my dose the first few months I was on it. In April of this same year, I was also prescribed 150mg of Bupropion, the generic form of what is known as Wellbutrin SR. Initially, I didn't feel much with the Wellbutrin, but it did seem that the Adderrall was a less effective. I experienced a few side effects once I started on the Wellbutrin, which led to a horrific experience that I will soon get to. My first symptom begun when I broke out in a pretty bad rash about 3 weeks after starting. It started off small, but quickly spread to my entire body. I went in to see the Dr. about this that week, and he said he had never seen or heard of a reaction like that and believed it was separate from the Wellbutrin, possibly from something I ate, a difference in detergent, soap (although I didn't change either detergent or soap), environmental factors, etc, but he made me feel pretty confident that one had nothing to do with the other and advised me to stay with it for 4-6 weeks. He advised I take an antihistamine to get rid of the rash, and it did help. Eventually the rash went away.
In the following weeks, I began to notice a few other things that I had never experienced while on Adderrall alone- My chest felt heavy at times, my throat sometimes felt tight, like something was stuck and not allowing me to swallow completely, and my pulse seemed a bit out of control. I researched and found these are sometimes common side effects, so while I took note, I wasn't too concerned... yet. I also felt *constantly* thirsty. I'm not a huge water drinker, but I was having dreams about water, and those dreams woke me up on more than a few occasions. Let me also say I drink 2 cups of coffee a day, or I used to until this, which my Dr. knows, and I am pretty small, 5'3 typically between 99-102lbs. My fiancé and I are both teachers (high school), and I am very mentally stable. I only say "very mentally stable" bc what I am about to describe will challenge that and sound like I belong in a psych ward. I am so mortified and embarrassed by it. However, it happened, and I need some help dealing with it. I truly was convinced I was losing my mind, and I'd never be the same again. The scary stuff begins now-
In June of this year, my sister graduated high school. The weeks leading up to it, I felt a major difference in my ability to actually get out of bed. The day my sister graduated was no different, but I made it. This day I took 15mg more of my normal (30mg) Adderall (so 45mg) than usual bc I felt fatigued, and my same dose of Wellbutrin (150mg). It was extremely HOT in Southern Cali that day, and I didn't drink much water, if any. I walked 3 miles to the location in 90 degree weather, and sat for 3 hours in the sun during the ceremony. That evening we went out to dinner, I came home, went to bed, and everything was fine. The following day I had work to finish at the school, and I took my normal dose of Wellbutrin (150mg) and Adderall (30mg). I then met my fiancé at the beach, and we soaked in the sun for a few hours. Again, stupid, I know, but I didn't have any water. Sat morning at 3am, I woke up vomiting, but I felt no nausea, just *extremely* light headed. I went back to sleep bc my sister's graduation party was later in the day, and I had promised my mom I'd be there to help out.
Sat morning I woke up feeling something I've NEVER felt before. My fiancé noticed right away and asked if I was okay. I went to answer him, but I could barely speak, I just looked at him, stared at him in confusion, perplexed by what he was asking me. He told me I didn't "seem right" and to rest and said he'd go to the party without me and help my mom, so he left. I laid on the sofa for 45 mins bc I did not have the energy to get up. I couldn't find the strength. I tried standing a few times, but I immediately had to sit back down. Finally, I was able to crawl to the shower, and I sat shivering on the shower floor. I was freezing all of a sudden, despite it being 78 degrees inside. My mind was in a complete fog. Truthfully, since beginning the Wellbutrin, my mind seemed to be a big hazy most days, but I assumed my body was adjusting to the chemicals. I felt confused, disoriented, but I kept telling myself it was just a stomach bug. Again, I took my same dose of both Wellbutrin (150mg) and Adderall (30mg). Somehow I managed to get to my mom's and attend the party for a couple of hours. My uncle is a Dr., he was there and said it sounded like I had caught the stomach flu. I nodded in agreement, but I knew that's not what I had. NOTHING had ever felt like this, and I've had the stomach flu before. I made it through the party, but my energy was depleted. We left the party Sat evening and returned home. Again Sat night, I vomited at 2am. Sun morning I woke up, and I was officially in Hell.
I felt as if I'd been hit with a dump truck. I have never felt so discombobulated in my life. I couldn't think, I couldn't *speak*, I couldn't comprehend. Looking back, and I can't believe I'm typing this, but again, I took my medication, only Adderall I cut down to 15mg Wellbutrin still 150. I had no strength. I couldn't walk to the bathroom, I had to crawl everywhere. I thought this was the worst stomach flu known to man. I was thirsty, but I wasn't nauseous, in fact, none of the times I vomited did I feel nauseous. I had a sip of coffee, but it tasted horrible. My fiancé asked if I wanted to sign a Father's Day card, I couldn't. I couldn't formulate one cohesive thought or find the strength to pick up a pen and put my name, let alone thoughts, down on paper, so I just shook my head. He asked if I wanted to go with him to see his dad, I shook my head and he told me to rest. I laid on the couch all day in complete confusion. I had the tv on, I was awake, but I had no clue what I was watching and still don't remember, and while I was physically awake, it felt as if my entire brain had shut down. I then began to feel a paranoia like I never knew truly existed, except in movies. This is where I ask you to please remember I am not crazy, 'cuz I'm about to sound like I am.
The following days I continued on my Wellbutrin (150mg)/Adderall (15mg, yes I stayed at half my normal dose and still do) combination. I should have been drinking water, but I couldn't. I was bed ridden, well, more like sofa ridden. I needed to be out in the open living room on the sofa bc the "smell" of the bedroom made me sick. I couldn't describe what I was feeling bc I didn't know. Days passed with symptoms worsening, and most days I slept all day. At night, I laid awake hallucinating about the strangest things. One night I began screaming that spiders were trying to attack me, and my fiancé ran in to help control my breathing. Anytime I saw something out of the corner of my eye, I'd just about have a heart attack. He told me while I was sleeping, my limbs were flailing around uncontrollably, and I sounded shallow and panicked in my breathing. My muscles were twitching, too, and I still wasn't able to speak without intense effort, nor could I walk yet. I never once checked my phone bc I didn't have the strength to even do that. I wanted to hide away until this was gone, and I began to worry it was never going away. What had I done? The hallucinations were unbearable. My muscles ached, my head throbbed, and I was still vomiting at 2 am on the dot every morning. I suffered through this for over a week, 8 days. Each day seemingly worse than the last.
The following Monday (Day 10), I woke up with a thirst I have never experienced before, and my fiancé brought me a huge bottle of water. I needed water, and I needed it now. I drank it all. As I drank it, I could almost feel the cold water flowing into my brain, it was the strangest thing. I finally decided that morning that was it, I wasn't taking my Wellbutrin, so I didn't and haven't since. I did still take 15mg Adderall. Monday was bad, but it was a *little* better, as I could finally string words together to form a complete sentence, but still, very, very difficult. My skin felt like it was on fire. Anything that touched me felt like I had lit a match to it, and with every touch, I felt my skin cooling off, however, no fever ever registered on my thermometer. My fiancé threw a blanket on me, and I cried in pain to get it off immediately. It burned. He suggested I go to the emergency room, but I couldn't. I didn't have the strength, and I was too scared. The hallucinations weren't subsiding either, nor were my out of control muscle spasms. In the kitchen, I saw a moth from my peripheral, and I screamed at the top of my lungs and ducked. He came running in and just held me as I shook. It was another bee, only it wasn't. It was a stupid moth. Like I said, I could finally talk at this point, and as I described some of my symptoms to my fiancé, the more terrified I was of myself. Spiders were trying to attack me? If I saw a fly, I'd go into a state of extreme paranoia. My skin was burning, my head was in a haze, it took forced effort to articulate a single thoughtful response. And it was accompanied by THE worst headache I had ever experienced in my life. One night, I laid awake all night in pain. Every couple hours my fiancé would ask if I was ok, and I'd mumble "No, my head." I thought I was having a brain aneurism. A couple days passed, no Wellbutrin, same Adderall dosage. I finally had strength to take a shower (disgusting, I know).
At this point I was no longer drinking coffee and hadn't since Day 2. My senses were on high alert, and I could smell everything, things that weren't even there. I could smell my coffee maker (?), and it made me sick. I thought about creamer, that made me sick. I smelled mold in our brand new, beautiful apartment, and I begged my fiancé to have it professionally cleaned, even though I knew it was spotless. The sight of the toilet made me sick. The sound of the garbage disposal made me sick. The sheets in the bed. The blankets. The wood floor. I made him wash everything. All the blankets, bedding, every towel we owned, all of our clothes in the closet, all of our dishes, even though they were already clean and I knew it. I was paranoid beyond belief, and I was convinced everything was filthy. Anytime I thought about the non existent filth, I vomited. The hallucinations, while milder, were still there, and I knew if I didn't feel back to normal in 4 days (Friday), I was admitting myself into Emergency. I was able to walk soon, though I had to hold on to every piece of furniture in our apartment so I wouldn't fall over, at least I was finally able to walk instead of having to crawl everywhere. Wednesday I got the nerve to attempt going to the store. It took me an hour to make a 5 second drive and 1 min trip inside. Before entering the store, I sat for 20 mins catching my breath so I didn't faint. After the store, I sat in the car for another 20 mins eating a Popsicle- I was thirsty, and I felt myself on the verge of fainting. I made the 5 second drive home. I was proud of myself for that small feat. My fiancé had been making me smoothies from fresh fruit and vegetables all week, and I had been drinking water like the country was on a shortage, and I would soon never have access to it again. And even though I was still vomiting every night, I drank the smoothies and water. I was still taking my new dose of 15mg of Adderall, but it had been over a week of not taking the Wellbutrin.
Fri morning I woke up and thought I was dreaming. I was back to being100% again. I went to the Dr. yesterday, and he had no clue what happened to me and had absolutely no explanation for it. He had never heard of such a thing. I researched Wellbutrin and combinations of Wellbutrin with Adderall and found since they are both stimulants, a type of medical induced hyperthermia can result if you are not keeping hydrated, are in the sun for long periods of time (my sister's graduation and the beach perhaps?), and coffee and caffeine worsens it. I'm sure none of you have had this experience, and I hope you never do. I wouldn't wish 5 mins of what I went through on my worst enemy. I have concluded 4 things: 1) severe allergic reaction to Wellbutrin. 2) combination of both Wellbutrin and Adderall. 3) hyperthermia due to the heat, lack of fluids, and medication 4) Serotonin Syndrome. 3 and 4 are my best guesses.
Do any of you know what possibly could have happened? I think the Wellbutrin was a huge contributing factor. Since being off, I don't have the heavy chest or tight throat (which was causing the vomiting bc I wasn't fully swallowing food or liquid), and the symptoms went away within days of going off of it. I feel fine back on the Adderall alone. What about the paranoia and hallucinations? It was like an out of body experience. It was absolutely terrifying. And how could it last for weeks?? Thank God I was out of school and not teaching by this point. Could I have been suffering from extreme dehydration? I never ran a fever, but my skin was on fire. I'm speechless. Some of you might think this story is exaggerated, I can assure you it is not. If anything, it is worse than what I have shared. The morbid thoughts, the paranoia and hallucinations were the worst of it. Sure, it was not fun dealing with having no strength or energy and having horrible headaches and vomiting, but the worst of it was mental. Also, I realize I should have had medical care immediately, and I truly feel I was close to death, however, I can't explain it. I wasn't myself, this wasn't my mind or my body. I could not go to the Dr. bc I wasn't thinking, especially not rationally. One night, I laid awake in bed and begged God if he was going to take me, to please take me at that moment. I didn't want to suffer anymore, and I was tired of the pain. I couldn't do it anymore. The physical and mental pain was unbearable, and I put my life in His hands. Also, please don't blame my fiancé. He knew some of the symptoms, but he thought I had the stomach flu. I kept the horrific symptoms to myself bc I didn't want to scare him.
I apologize for this novel, but any advice, similar stories, experiences, theories, etc would be very much appreciated. Also, if you feel this thread should be posted elsewhere to get more feedback or responses, please let me know. I'm a fish out of water here. Thanks so much for all you do. What an amazing support system you have found within each other. I not only look forward to hearing your thoughts, I want to put my story out there as a cautionary one, please. Please be careful. With any and all medication. And please believe if this happened to me, it can and will happen to someone else, it's only a matter of time- however, they might not be lucky enough to tell their story. Thank you guys.
