Hello everyone -
I am just curious to see if anyone has had this happen to them. I am sure some of you have ead a little of my history as I am new here and seem to be posting a lot :)
Anyway, I have a mother who is a partier/drug abuser who had several DV boyfriends in my childhood as well as more intense sexual trauma. There stems the PTSD. I thought I have been coping pretty well. I knew there were issues in my head but I laways found a way to function, stay busy, raise my kids, etc. You know, ignore the elephant and it will go away.
Over the last 5 years I have tried to distance myself from my mother because I was trying to move forward in a positive way and she always talked about the past, etc. We have a very codependant relationship. No matter what happens to her or what she does, I write it off as to her having her own baggage from a traumatic childhood of her own and she couldnt help it. So distancing from her was very hard. I knew one day I would get a call that she was dead and I thought I accepted that as a truth and was ok with it.
Anyway, Jan 2012 I received a call from one her her "party" buddies that she was losing it. Smoking crack and doing meth and drinking gallons of vodka, walking around talking to herself, living in squallor. So, I did what any good daughter would do. I got in my car alone (my older brother had previously written her off due to his PTSD from childhood and his attempt at recovery) and drove 8 hours to find her. Well, I found her. I took her to a hotel to clean her up, try to get her to eat, try to get her to sleep. It was a very long night dealing with that. The next morning we talked and I drove her to a crisis center, long story short, her version is that she was not in enough of a crisis to be admitted fro detox, etc. So I had no choice but to drop her off at the one boyfriend that would take her (He was a major trauma for me) since I had to drive back home to get home to my 3 kids. So the trip was for nothing.
Within the next two weeks my neck muscles were all tightening at the same time and pulling my head involuntarily in different directions with excrutiating muscle spasms. The muscles would all contract at the same time so that I couldnt swallow any food or drink. I couldnt eat for days. I lost 27 pounds. After 5 emergency room visits for morphine injections and muscle relaxants (that didnt work) and 5 neurologists later. I finally found a Nuero that did a few little tests that no other Dr had done and then point blank asked me if I had unresolved childhood trauma. I began to cry. He proceeded to tell me that since my brain has run out of ways to cope with things it has now moved to my body physically reacting to the stress. I was put on SSRI's and began therapy. Over the next 2 months symptoms eased and I was fully functioning again.
Anyone heard of this or experienced it? (Sorry for the novel!)
I am just curious to see if anyone has had this happen to them. I am sure some of you have ead a little of my history as I am new here and seem to be posting a lot :)
Anyway, I have a mother who is a partier/drug abuser who had several DV boyfriends in my childhood as well as more intense sexual trauma. There stems the PTSD. I thought I have been coping pretty well. I knew there were issues in my head but I laways found a way to function, stay busy, raise my kids, etc. You know, ignore the elephant and it will go away.
Over the last 5 years I have tried to distance myself from my mother because I was trying to move forward in a positive way and she always talked about the past, etc. We have a very codependant relationship. No matter what happens to her or what she does, I write it off as to her having her own baggage from a traumatic childhood of her own and she couldnt help it. So distancing from her was very hard. I knew one day I would get a call that she was dead and I thought I accepted that as a truth and was ok with it.
Anyway, Jan 2012 I received a call from one her her "party" buddies that she was losing it. Smoking crack and doing meth and drinking gallons of vodka, walking around talking to herself, living in squallor. So, I did what any good daughter would do. I got in my car alone (my older brother had previously written her off due to his PTSD from childhood and his attempt at recovery) and drove 8 hours to find her. Well, I found her. I took her to a hotel to clean her up, try to get her to eat, try to get her to sleep. It was a very long night dealing with that. The next morning we talked and I drove her to a crisis center, long story short, her version is that she was not in enough of a crisis to be admitted fro detox, etc. So I had no choice but to drop her off at the one boyfriend that would take her (He was a major trauma for me) since I had to drive back home to get home to my 3 kids. So the trip was for nothing.
Within the next two weeks my neck muscles were all tightening at the same time and pulling my head involuntarily in different directions with excrutiating muscle spasms. The muscles would all contract at the same time so that I couldnt swallow any food or drink. I couldnt eat for days. I lost 27 pounds. After 5 emergency room visits for morphine injections and muscle relaxants (that didnt work) and 5 neurologists later. I finally found a Nuero that did a few little tests that no other Dr had done and then point blank asked me if I had unresolved childhood trauma. I began to cry. He proceeded to tell me that since my brain has run out of ways to cope with things it has now moved to my body physically reacting to the stress. I was put on SSRI's and began therapy. Over the next 2 months symptoms eased and I was fully functioning again.
Anyone heard of this or experienced it? (Sorry for the novel!)
