I admit, there were times when i was so sick, one time in particular when i was in the hostpial, i told my husband, cant i just go to sleep and not wake up, and he said, if you ever say that again, ill send you to the 7th floor. Which around here means the pysch ward.
i was on morphine at that time, and high doses of steroids. But shortly after i said it, i realized that that was NOT what i would do, i have seen it ruin too many lives. I've already posted my stories on how it has hit my life and my family's life.
Anyway, it is very important that people can talk to other people about
it, howver i kind of worry about
the drugs they give for depression and such, since one of the side effects is increased thoughts of suicide, and my uncle was on one of those drugs when he killed himself, and while there were other things going on, i think it might have had something to do with it.
UC for 8 years, before finally kicking its butt and having a permanent ileostomy April 17 2007!
-I have gone to find myself, if i get back before i return, keep me here-