Doctor
offers drugs.
Maybe soon, I say.
All at once, I understand.
I have been hurled so far,
so hard, that I have sunk
to the very depths.
I am curled on
the sea bed.
Lacking
medication,
I try to speak;
explain my feelings,
but nothing emanates
except silly, silent bubbles,
rising up through dark water,
to blub and break on the surface
far above, where cheating sunlight
hints at the fib of brighter tomorrows,
where rippling faces gaze, concerned,
and gentle hands stretch toward me,
but I am too deep to reach,
too deep to reach.
I
accept
the
m
e
d
i
c
a
t
i
o
n
©Jane Paterson Basil
Oh Jane, is this real ?
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I’m afraid so. I’ve hit a wall. My doc cut a lump out of my leg today, and my stupid tears gave him a clue that all is not well. He knew the surgery wouldn’t affect me in that way, and he knows my family history. He’s put me on Quetiapine. I’m pathetic.
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I’m glad you let him “in”. Good luck. My other response was before I read this.🙄😟😌
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Thank you so much. I should have come out from under the blankets and admitted to how I was feeking before. Maybe it wouldn;t have got so bad. But I couldn’t talk about it, somehow. I’m always bragging about how I bounce back. Look 🙂 – I’m smiling!
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I’m glad you came out from under. I know how it is to just want to stay under them. Have a great holiday, Jane. I hope the meds help you!😌
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I slept for 18 hours after taking the first dose, last night. I feel a lot better already.
Thank you for your kind wishes. I hope you have a lovely Christmas foo xx
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Glad you’re better, give it time.😌
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It looks like I have no choice…
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Yes, can be irritating. ;.)
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So it’s finally come down to that then, eh? Well hon, maybe for right now it will help you cope? I KNOW how much you were against it. {{{Jane}}}
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The poem, btw, was hauntingly beautiful. ❤
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Thank you, Calen. I wrote another poem tonight – but that was too horrifying to post…
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I think I need it. I have a feeling that the anxiety is putting my body at risk. I wake up in the mornings shaking uncontrollably, and feeling as if my heart is giving out. I hope the meds will help.
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What have they given you? And what’s going on with the kids now?
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I’m on quetiapin, which may have a different name in the US. It knocked me out all last night and today, then an hour or so after I got up (feeling much better) my brother showed up and said he was taking me to the theatre in an hour. We had a great evening.
Laura’s more well than she’s been for 3-4 years, but I haven’t the strength to talk about Paul.
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I’m glad to hear that the med gave you some relief. That’s very promising. That’s great news about Laura! How’s the situation with (is it) Claire going?
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She’s fine, though a bit emotional when I gave her an essential piece of news about – but I’ll talk about that some other time.
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I’ve missed your presence on WP and have been wondering how you are xx
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I’m chaotic. Eating peculiar food because it’s easy, not getting dressed, not shopping, not going to the gym, breaking my toes (on two occasions), not doing the laundry until I almast run out of clothes. I haven’t bought ANY Christmas presents yet. I manage to get to my voluntary job once a week, but I arrive 2-4 hours late.
I usually promise to bounce back after a few days, and I succeed. This time I made no promises. I felt the storm coming.
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Too far to reach for others – because it’s up to you now to strongly kick the bottom with your feet, raise yourself to where people can grab you by the hand and help you out; it’s only you, Jane, who can do it. You were missed! ❤
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I can’t count the number of times I’ve done that, in my lifetime, or even this year. I’m so tired. I wake up shaking, and the outside pressure doesn’t stop. It drives in at me constantly. A friend hoped to get me sectioned recently, just to give me a rest, but I was pronounced sane.
I’ve missed everyone here, but I haven’t been able to communicate. If I’m not crying, I’m curled up in a corner, trying to focus on the colours behind my eyes. It helps.
Maybe I’ll improve after Christmas. I have a horror of Christmas.
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Oh, Jane…. fact is, these are hard times for everyone… but it seems you have a bigger portion than others. We miss you and your inspired writing. Never forget: the one behind those spicy, nasty, witty lines is the true you!
Now, Christmas is behind, and may you be able to come back and pull yourself up together! I’m sending you my Love
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I’m a lot better now, but exhausted. My sleep pattern has gone to pot; I’ll try to address that tonight. I want to sleep at night, and wake with the dawn. This time has been worse than usual, but I believe that’s a good sign; when life is really tough I have no choice but to pull myself together quickly. Sending you love and a promise of laughter for the New Year.
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Nothing is too fast to reach Jane. When we drive in deep waters the pressure of water pushes us down… but with the natural law of buoyancy and kicking our feet continuously we reach the surface. In the same way accept the medication and fought your way back to the top…. you are a fighter…come on get up. You can’t just give in. The poem is beautiful and so is the arrangement of words… and the most beautiful is YOU…
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You’re so kind. I’m not sure I deserve such generous words, or so much attention.
Usually I get back up with a lot of help from the likes of wondeful friends such as you. Sometimes I also turn to my two oldest daughters, and my sister. Though they want to help, I don’t like them to see me suffering.
This time is worse. The pressure on me for the past few months has been criminal (literally), and I’m so tired.
I will get up, I promise, but I can’t until Christmas is over. Christmas is terrifying.
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If Christmas is terrifying then lie low. Have never met you Jane… but feel a bonding with you through your poems and whatever little we get to interact on WP. We all love you, and helping you won’t make us suffer. Your not taking help and suffering alone, is what will cause pain. Family and friends are the best support system a person can have. With family behind you… you can win sure shot. Don’t shy away and don’t suffer alone. You are a loveable person and deserve loads of it. Love you😍😚. Take care.
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I know I can’t be well without the support of my wonderful WP friends, but I got stuck and I couldn’t talk about it. I’ve sat in the dark every evening for the past three weeks or more, pretending to be out (it could be as long as six weeks, I don’t know) because I couldn’t face seeing anyone. Yesterday was a turnaround. I knew I needed meds, and that I had to get back to WP.
Thank you for the beautiful message, and thank you for being you. You and my other friends on here make all the difference. xxx
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No need to thank me Jane. Like I said I have never met you… but still love you and care for you and love your writings they are a mirror to your soul. We all are with you for you. You’ll be fine. Just fine. You are a fighter, a survivor. And you won’t go down. Trust me trust yourself. Love you loads😚😚😚😍
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You’ll know when I’m fully recovered. I’ll write funny poems and send wild, over-the-top messages in response to comments 😀 Lots of love going your way… 🙂
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😚😚😚
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too far*
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A very expressive poem and I like the way it is a concrete one. Sometimes we have to take the medicine. May God bring healing!
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Thank you Darlene, for every kind word…
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Hey! How are you? How’s the new site taking off? Happy Holidays, Jane!☃❄
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The new site is great. It will be good for my writing, but at the moment, like everything, it’s too much to cope with. I’ve been having difficulty with communicating, but I’m really trying to sort it out.
You too, have a Happy Christmas.
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I’m glad you’ve agreed to the meds. It sounds like you need them to get you over the hump. I wish I could come and be with you for a while, just to hold and comfort you. Know that you are very loved. Know deep in your heart there are many of us who are here for you. Please take care of YOU – if not for yourself, for the rest of us. Sending you bucketloads of the {{{{good stuff}}}}
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Being back here with you makes a huge difference. I can’t describe my gratitude for the outpouring of love. I’ve missed you all, but I was inable to communicate. I shut myself away from everyone, but a friend practically forced her way into my flat on Sunday, and told me I needed help.
I feel a lot better today. The meds knocked me out, and I didn’t get up til 4.30 this afternoon.
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That sounds good, Jane xx So happy you are feeling better 🙂
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I hope the sleepiness wears off soon, or I’ll zonk out over my Christmas dinner… :0 🙂
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A good nap after Christmas dinner is a must – as long as you get to eat first xxx
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There’s no chance of a nap when you have children jumping on you and hitting you over the head with poo-shaped cushions!
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zzzzzz – happy poo playing then !!
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Who’d have believed ANYONE would want a poo cushion? 😀 😀 😀
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Kids do 🙂 They love all that shit!
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Ha ha!
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Meant to say I sent you an email last night xxx
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I haven’t been keeping up with emails… I need to steel myself to go out shopping right now, but I’ll read it whan I get back xxx
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Sounds like you’re starting to emerge back into the light 🙂
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I’m feeling a lot better. I had a lovely day wth the family, and we’ll be together tomorrow.
Umm… I can’t find your email…
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OK, sounding good. I’ll resend it to you. Enjoy your family days together xxx
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Thank you Raili xxx
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🙂 Mind the poo – try not to step in it or inhale it, roflmao
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😀 😀 😀
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Winging its way to you now 🙂
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Got it 🙂
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This poem is hauntingly beautiful. And accepting you need help is so important, even if it feels like failure. I’m proud of you!
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Thank you Victoria! WP is full of the most wonderful people, and it seems that you’re one of them. I feel so much better today, with so many people supporting me.You’re an angel.
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I think that anything that brings you happiness or peace, is good. Even if it’s just a pill. God bless with fast healing!
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Thank you so much. I’m sorry I haven’t been around. I told you I may go away sometimes, but I’d always return, and I will. I’ll catch up. xx
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It’s fine. We all need to run away sometimes. 🙂
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It was more a matter of collapsing… 😦 🙂
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Aww. You’ll get back up. Every action has an opposite and equal reaction!
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So physics tells us…
It’s only just occurred to me; that’s the theory behind yin yang.
My brain is beginning to reawaken… 🙂
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Woohoo! Baby steps.
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Brilliant……..xox
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Jane, I know your life and I know it is excruciatingly hard (because I live it) but please try to remember as far as we know we only go around once and YOU DESERVE HAPPINESS.
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People tell me I’m strong, but the abuse is unrelenting. I usually pick myself up after a couple of days. This time it’s worse, but I will recover.
I’ve been impressed by your blog – you write as if you have no troubles, and, while I don’t know the details, I know that isn’t so. I saw an image of your son a few months ago. You are one of life’s heroes, and I thank you for taking the trouble to read my post and send me an inspiring message.
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Take care of yourself Jane you deserve it. My email is blag515@gmail.com. Please use that if you ever want to have a private conversation.
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Fabulous!
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Sometimes we need something to help us back on our feet. Ight no more means that we are weak than a person who needs a crutch to walk when their legs broken. It is not our failure to accept we need help, it is more a failure when we don’t. Hope things improve with time. Hugs.
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I’m feeling a lot better already – the meds have really helped, although I’ve been sleeping a lot xxx
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