Duskypearls
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I admit I ended up in the ER early this morning. I admit I woke up at 2:30 a.m. because I couldn't get enough air and felt horrible. I admit I felt anxious, nauseous and was unstable/wobbly when walking. I admit I went to a new pain Doc yesterday for the RSD, and he wanted to put me on Cymbalta for pain control, since Percocet and Fentanyl patches aren't helping the pain. I admit telling him I wasn't crazy about the idea, as I don't get a good "vibe" from the word Cymbalta, but of course I didn't tell him I was energy sensitive to words, or he'd think I was crazy. I admit I took only one (1) with dinner at 7:30 p.m., as prescribed. I admit by about 10 p.m. I was experiencing suicide ideation just before falling asleep. I admit driving myself to the ER when I woke unable to breathe. I admit they all agreed all my symptoms were from the Cymbalta. They O'2 me, Adderal'ed me, I.V.'ed me and Ativan'ed me until I stabilized. I admit I was home by 8:30 a.m. and have been dozing on and off all day, with occasional bout's of nausea, weakness and wobbliness still. I admit I hate how dangerous some of these drugs are today. I admit I'll feel a lot better when all of that pill is out of my system.
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