#gabapentin

[glittergroovy]

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[innerward]

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[thergbvision]

After years of questioning, gaslighting (from others and myself), and feeling like I was just being “too sensitive,” I finally have a name for what’s been happening to my body: Hypermobility Spectrum Disorder (HSD).

My rheumatologist believes it may actually be hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome (hEDS), but due to the diagnostic overlap and current criteria, I’m officially diagnosed with HSD for now. I scored 7/9 on the Beighton Scale, and for once, a medical professional looked at my history and actually listened.

It’s incredibly validating—but also a lot to process. I had physical therapy today, and after I shared my diagnosis, my PT adjusted our entire approach. He introduced me to a low-impact strength training program made specifically for people with hEDS/HSD called Bending Without Breaking, I believe? (Which is such a good name, honestly.)

Turns out, my core is way weaker than I realized. I’ll definitely be feeling today’s session later… but it feels like the right kind of hard. The kind that means I’m actually working with my body now instead of fighting it.

Since I can’t take NSAIDs because of my bariatric surgery, the only medical treatment I’m on now is gabapentin; at six times the dose my psych originally prescribed for anxiety. It’s wild how pain management is often trial and error, especially with conditions like HSD.

I also have blood tests coming up, some routine, some autoimmune panels I’ve never had done before. I can feel my B12 is probably low, and my protein intake hasn’t been ideal lately. I’m anxious about what those labs will show… or won’t show. But either way, I’m doing what I can.

This diagnosis doesn’t change who I am or magically make things easier, but it does lift this unbearable weight I’ve been carrying, like I finally have permission to stop doubting myself. I shouldn’t need a diagnosis to feel valid, but after so long, it means everything.

Here’s to healing, to answers, and to not bending until I break.

[wyyvoren]

Shen Jiu has been through hell and back, and god does it feel that way, with the thrumming energy in his body, his twisted stopped up veins, that hollow pit that clenches in his stomach no matter how he fills it, sometimes unable to eat because of it. But he has learned to not show it, never show an inkling of weakness, any crack in the facade of strength and power and you’re whole life will be over.

He would have no one to pick up the pieces if he breaks, sure, Qi-ge is technically near, but he knows he won’t come when it’s important, he knows he won’t even try. so he’s learnt to string himself back together, to hold these broken pieces of a person together by his own version of strength.

But there are little tells.. no matter how he tries. His brothel jiejies have to wake him up often, telling him the grinding of his jaw is too loud, to relax, he’s not on that mountain, or in that manor, or with that man. His tongue has been pressed up against his teeth too hard, too many times, clamped down on, bitten, it’s scalloped, serrated. His cultivation does not see it as an injury, and will not heal it(but when has his body listened to his wants, anyway?) Some nights, when even getting up to go to the courtesans is too hard, when he cannot stop the trembling, the reminder of every little way he has failed and been failed, he has to pile high the blankets and anything around him, somehow weight on his chest alleviates the pressure, ironically.

Shen Qingqiu is the peerless and untouchable immortal, lofty and beyond all earthly matters, but if you really looked hard enough, you would see the tells, the little bits of that boy named nine tucked away, but not forgotten.

[talkethtothehandeth]

my legs are tingling like downed power line dipped in sprite

[sebastianraphaelvalentine]

gabapentin study in paint markers 🃏🌈💕 a new medium for me 🤭

there are things i’d change but overall happy to get to play with this material, all the rendering made them feel very real and i can’t wait to use these markers on a piece with a more interesting pose lol

[saanphoenix]

My favorite thing about drugs is when your side effects are things the drug is supposed to treat, and so the only results in search engines you get of other people also experiencing them is Reddit.

Tl;dr, I took my last fucking Gabapentin last night. Smallest dose Gaba, btw. They prescribe this amount to cats. And maybe the issue was I took it "early", because I had to wake up at 4am for work, but good goddamn.

Normally, I take one, go to bed, sleep through the night no problem. Wake up a few times to pee but it's fine.

Last night? Woke up two hours later to pee and discovered my neck felt like it was on fire in the same way too much menthol can make your skin feel like it was on fire. And I have neck issues, some nerve compression somewhere, so that sensation? Not Good for my anxiety. So I spent like 15 minutes getting anxious because My Neck and tried to calm down and go back to sleep.

El-Oh-El.

Now anxious, the Gabapentin, designed to treat nerve pain, anxiety, nightmare disorders, blah blah, proceeds to make my dreams hella convincing nightmares about horrible medical events. That require hospital trips. Like, my fingers that suffer from the nerve entrapment now are blue and that's Bad and off you go to the ER, then you wake up like, "Jesus Christ," and go back to sleep only to run into another stupid medical nightmare, only this time, you "wake up" from it into another one.

I did that like 4 goddamn times. For seven hours. I feel like I got no sleep. Neck doesn't feel like it's burning no more, yay, but like.

Why the FUCK does taking the drug "too soon" for your sleep schedule result in either 1) the type of sleep where you never enter REM properly and can hear everything going on around you, or 2) ~Anxiety-induced Nightmare Land~?

[queefmaster666]

fibro bitchies, how we feelin' tonight

[sweaterkittensahoy]

It's one thing to know you were on a very large dose of gabapentin during endometriosis hell. It's another to talk to other people who have used it for the same problem and watch them look horrified when you explain you were on 2700 milligrams a day and it did nothing.

I'm so glad I ripped out all the bits and bobs.

[fairyvoids]

i've said it a million times before, but gabapentin helps so much w/ my fibromyalgia but my biggest gripe is feeling so out of it all the time

idk does anyone else on gabapentin struggle w/ this???

[lifewithchronicpain]

Over the years, gabapentin (Neurontin) has been prescribed for dozens of health conditions, from epilepsy and fibromyalgia to depression and post-operative pain. It’s even been used to treat bipolar disorder. Gabapentin has been marketed for so many different conditions – at times illegally -- that a pharmaceutical company executive infamously referred to the drug as “snake oil.”

Even though it’s been approved for medical use for over 30 years, the UK’s National Health Service admits it’s still “not clear exactly how gabapentin works.”

A new study may finally help explain why gabapentin is an effective pain medication for some patients and an addictive drug with unwelcome side effects for many others.

It could be all in the genes.

Researchers at the University of Edinburgh took another look at a previous study of women with chronic pelvic pain to see why gabapentin worked no better than a placebo for most, but was a moderately effective pain reliever for about 40% of them. (Read more at link)

[thegood-cronch]

Gabapentin saved my life. But it may lead to Alzheimer’s. I have an increased risk due to family history and it is one of the few things that scares me. It makes me feel like I have to choose between having some quality of life or decreasing my risk Alzheimer’s or cognitive decline. And it stresses me out

[neko-bandage]

Hey those meds were supposed to help my pain not make me want to kill myself again

[sebastianraphaelvalentine]

there is something really intimate about sculpture. my hands made you from nothing. i hold onto your waist as i form your face. we are holding hands so you don’t move too much while i paint you to life. you fell on me hard and drew blood

[etirabys]

been going through it in the damnedest way the past two weeks. I got gabapentin after asking my doctor for an anxiety medication to fill in the gaps between my at-most-weekly benzodiazepine medication.

I've been on the Generic Disordered Person meds/supplements ride for a long ass time and took it without much hope, and

it

fixed my personality?

Here are the two big things that are wrong with me as a human being:

I'm not good at my job because I procrastinate

I'm tetchy. I'm sometimes blind to the degree I'm tetchy because I've arranged my life to avoid Bad Stimulation (e.g. many types of phatic communication), but when I'm in a situation where I can't avoid these things I become rapidly and unhappily aware of how defective I am

I took 400mg-600mg every day for 10 days, happily worked a record number of hours, and was effortlessly nice to everyone. I found myself only mildly interesting in social media.

I got approval from my own psychiatrist (who doesn't seem especially competent) and a friend-psychiatrist (who does) to take it every day. Around day 10, though it occurred to me that if this medication worked so well for me, I should take off periods to guard against tolerance. So I skipped a dose.

I became very mean immediately. A partner said something blatantly but harmlessly illogical. I flipped out. Then meekly took a gabapentin.

Repeat 2 times with new irritations. I think I got unlucky and encountered 80th percentile irritations the first 3 times I tried to skip (I'm writing this in the middle of attempt 4 and have had a fine evening alone in my room) – but I got to 95th percentile angry, which is unusual.

I'm sad! I'm happy! I'm scheming to find out how to make the most of this! I could treat it with the wariness I treat my benzo, but I could also try a two-days-on-one-day-off cycle where the third day is explicitly the day when My Neurochemistry Is Against Me And I Need To Consult My Emotional Regulation Cheat Sheet Twenty Times A Day. I feel like knowing in advance which days are going to challenge me will make it easier to practice the cognitive behavioral part of managing my Difficult Person Disorder.

[shesfuckingmental]

hehe cannot wait to not feel my legzzz