I went to my first appointment with my new therapist today. The voices are starting to bother me again. I’m seriously considering trying a new medication, but I want to talk it over with my husband first. I have no idea why my brain does this, but I know it wasn’t always this way. I even remember almost to the exact date (at least the month and year) that I started hearing voices in my head. Another woman suffering from schizoaffective disorder read my last blog post and sent me an email. She was having trouble getting quality care for her illness so I wrote her back and shared my experiences with her. In many respects I’ve been very fortunate, and have always received great medical care when it has come to dealing with my illness. Many people are not so lucky. I hope she seeks out the best care possible because in the long run, it’s really worth it.
My brother and his wife are coming to visit tomorrow, so I’m excited about that. I’ve been doing small repairs around the house and some housecleaning as well. I remember this time last year, I had just been released from the Kaiser Behavioral Health Center and was staying at an adult social rehabilitation home in Hayward. After that, I went to intensive, half-day therapy sessions for two weeks. John took off one week to stay home with me, and my mom flew out for the second week to stay with me so that I wouldn’t be alone after being released from the hospital and the adult rehab home. I stopped chanting for about one month during the time I was at the hospital and in Hayward. I didn’t start chanting again until after my mom left. It took me that long to get up the nerve to start chanting again. Before that I was terrified. I realize now that I’ve made so much progress over the past year! Looking back, I can hardly believe how far I’ve come!