No aphasia in my writing; I'm still at home so I haven't spoken yet. It doesn't work to detect spoken Aphasia unless I'm addressing a specific person.
That I was quite definitely Manic starting early Monday morning led me to take 15 mg of Zyprexa (olanzapine) Monday night.
I worked overnight Tuesday with the plan to sleep starting mid afternoon but both types of aphasia were so severe Tuesday that I at first planned to go to the Urgent Care Clinic but upon realizing I had been experiencing quite severe short term memory loss that I called my case manager Michelle to ask that she drive me to the Emergency Room instead.
As I was riding home on the bus I was completely overcome with grief and desperately struggling to avoid screaming in agony. I briefly entertained the idea of going back into carpentry as it always brought me great serenity, but I quickly realized that were I to do so there was no doubt in my mind I would slice my thumb off with my circular saw.
Less than one minute after the Triage Nurse drew blood from me I forgot that she had done so, accidentally tore my bandage off then found myself puzzling as to why I was bleeding all over the floor.
That I was repeatedly repeating myself led the ER staff to expedite my treatment: less than twenty minutes after I checked in with their receptionist I was ginven a Cerebral CT Scan - they're not called CAT Scans anymore - then a paper EKG, assigned an Exam Room immediately after that, hooked up to a video EKG, automated blood pressure cuff, blood oxygen monitor then given a Urine Test.
But you looked like a Cyborg with all those wires! You quite reasonably protest, then I adeptly deflect your assertion by requesting that you sorry lot do an image search for "Urinal Jug".
VERY surprising is that I never once felt thirsty despite that I was using my trusted friend the Urinal Jug just like I was a race horse.
That just _never_ happens. Not for twenty-four years due to Psychogenic Polydipsia: "Thirst Of The Mind". It is uncommon and poorly understood but is speculated to be a side effect of Antipsychotic Medication. I don't feel thirsty now either.
I have more to say but want to chill and get ready for work so I will continue in a reply.
But I will say that I still experience mike Aphasia in my writing.
(Score: 2) by MichaelDavidCrawford on Friday November 30 2018, @07:21AM
I have a close friend who is a waitress at a 24-hour diner.
Just now I find myself almost but not quite able to speak. I'm mostly but not always able to prevent word substitution - I really _wanted_ to write "composition" - but even so, I am substituting anyway. I asked her to let me know whenever I do substitute words so I can gauge tonight's severity of my Broca's Aphasia. (The other kind is Wernicke's Aphasia, in which one can read or write normally but speech "Sounds like the wind in the trees.)
Zyprexa makes people fat because it commonly causes Hyperglycemia - elevated Blood Sugar. Less frequently but still quite common is that the Hyperglycemia causes Diabetes.
Whenever a hospital wants to inject me with it I ask for "Anything but Zyprexa. It causes Diabetes by _directly_ destroying your Pancreas. There have been all _kinds_ of lawsuite." No it does _not_ directly destroy your Pancreas, rather it _does_ cause Insulin Resistance, the adult form of Diabetes by leading all of one's cells to be resistant to taking in sugar when Insulin makes their Cell Walls to become... there is a word for their becoming amenable to absorbing Sugar. That's the adult form of Diabetes, the juvenile form _is_ due to a defective pancreas.
While those with Metabolic Disorder - overweight, high cholesterol and high blood sugar and so "Prediabetic" - can completely _prevent_ Diabetes - and I myself have done so - through diet and exercise, and while those with Adult Diabetes can just _rarely_ cure it that way, that's not at all the case when it's caused by Zyprexa Hyperglycemia.
That leads me to vigorously protest involuntary objections of that inappropriately popular "Mess of a drug" as an uncommonly clued-in Witch Doctor once pointed out to me "_Anything_ but Zyprexa! I have a family history of Diabetes!" - and I really do. But for reasons I've never been able to understand, my simply being involuntarily _always_ leads them to deny any request of any sort. One particular time I fought two big strong Psych Techs like a wildcat. The two of them injured my spine when they finally managed to pin me down, but to my great relief it quickly healed up.
Zyprexa (olanzapine) is most-commonly diagnosed for Acute Bipolar Mania.
That puts an immediate stop to it, however using that crap to stop my own Mania is so incredibly effective that after sleeping just one night after taking it - occasionally intravenously - always leads me to experience the very worst kind of hangover upon waking up, but without the headache or nausea. When I got up around six this evening my I experienced such severe hand tremor [warplife.com] that I was not competent to use my laptop's trackpad, so I took 1 milligram of Cogentin (benztropine mesylate), then one more upon finding my tremor persisting ninety minutes later. (Ninety minutes after that, my hands are just fine.)
I didn't know that about Zyprexa being mild for Schizophrenia, but upon thinking about it I just now realized I've never known a Schizophrenic to take it. Far more common are Seroquel (quetiapine), Risperdal (risperidone), the Trilafon (perphanizine) that I've been taking since 2011 or so and the Prolixin (fluphenazine) I was given when I was diagnosed with Bipolar-Type Schizoaffective Disorder [warplife.com] during the Summer of 1985.
I am very sorry for your pain. I had a friend at UCSC whose Schizophrenic brother was brought to his home by the police after disappearing for five years because his brother was completely convinced he'd murdered his entire family. I remain dumbstruck that it is uncommon for Psychiatric Hospitals to explain to their psychotic patients why they're being given antipsychotics nor why it is of the utmost importance that they continue to take them after their discharge.
In my own case, that 1985 hospital _repeatedly_ emphasized why I must take my Lithium for Mania, why I was given a blood test every single day - the effective dose of Lithium is just a little bit less than it's lethal dose! - that I must continue such blood tests after my discharge as well as why I must keeping taking that Lithium after my discharge. But when I got my scrip filled, because they didn't tell me anything at all about Pro
As Seroquel is highly sedating led me to take it for insomnia a while back. A lady I was once with told me she took Seroquel for "anxiety", but just a few hours after she and I met I was overcome with horror when she said of her trailer windows: "Look, they're waiting for me!". "No that's a trick of the shadows..." then she Got Out Of Her Car To Go Look Inside!
As she and I drive to an all-night diner, I did my best to avoid leaping out of her car when she pointed at her rearview to point out that "They're after me".
It happens that she has a Concealed Carry Permit due to the dangerous nature of her work, and that she was trained in her "Nine's" use. I flee The Thought Police [warplife.com]; Trixie shoots at them.
However, during our late-night supper conversation, I explained my own Paranoid Hallucinations, which led her to fearfully and hesitantly that she too experiences that same Paranoid Hallucination, however at the time at least she did not have a name for them.
It took quite a long time to clue in that she always said she "was a law enforcement officer", yet never said she was a Cop, a Deputy nor a Federal Agent. This lead me to conclude that she was once a Cadet but didn't make the cut. I later met her Custody Division Brother when I was a guest of Clark County.