sassyannie54
Bronze Member
I'm not looking for a diagnosis from anyone. My therapist has already said I have PTSD and my psychiatrist has agreed. But I've never been in combat and I don't have bad dreams. No one believes me, at least not those that are close to me, those that I need the most.
I'm a neonatal nurse. I take care of sick newborns. And I sometimes hold them as they die. I've told new nurses that no baby should die on a table - like a guerney for infants. Even if they only weigh a kg or less. In the beginning I loved the adrenalin rush. Now, after 26 years worth of high adrenalin, my body and my psyche are done with that. Last year there started a disintegration over several months and then sudden worsening. Severe tremors, stuttering, short term memory loss, cognitive functioning barely existed. Things are considerably better after being away from work and the nursery for over a year. But the idea of returning to work in the nursery, well, I can't even think about it. I can hardly look at a healthy baby on TV.
If it were only the babies perhaps it would just be "adrenal fatigue", as my therapist calls it. But my oldest son died, he was 17, I removed his life support, I pulled the plug, 13 years ago. I have a copy of his last heart beat. I've become quite adept at avoidance.
And, I've never had nightmares or bad dreams and I wonder why. Is this real, why can't I snap out of this? It all just hurts so bad. It's better. But still so very much there
I'm a neonatal nurse. I take care of sick newborns. And I sometimes hold them as they die. I've told new nurses that no baby should die on a table - like a guerney for infants. Even if they only weigh a kg or less. In the beginning I loved the adrenalin rush. Now, after 26 years worth of high adrenalin, my body and my psyche are done with that. Last year there started a disintegration over several months and then sudden worsening. Severe tremors, stuttering, short term memory loss, cognitive functioning barely existed. Things are considerably better after being away from work and the nursery for over a year. But the idea of returning to work in the nursery, well, I can't even think about it. I can hardly look at a healthy baby on TV.
If it were only the babies perhaps it would just be "adrenal fatigue", as my therapist calls it. But my oldest son died, he was 17, I removed his life support, I pulled the plug, 13 years ago. I have a copy of his last heart beat. I've become quite adept at avoidance.
And, I've never had nightmares or bad dreams and I wonder why. Is this real, why can't I snap out of this? It all just hurts so bad. It's better. But still so very much there