Hello everyone and THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. It?s been a very tumultuous day for me: I?ve been diagnosed by the hospital psychologist,who I got referred to immediately by the GP, with pretty severe PND. He specialises in obstetrics and post natal so no kidding myself: he knows what he?s talking about. It?s crushing and a shock to be pigeonholed as someone with a ?mental illness?, but equally it?s a relief to admit to someone in a professional capacity how I?ve been feeling and to know I am going to get some help.
He?s put me straight on to anti-depressants. He said all the stuff that preceded the pregnancy, from breast cancer to issues with feeding, infertility, miscarriages etc, combined with the enormity of first time parenthood and sleep deprivation, has combined to leave me with an acute anxiety disorder, and anxiety forms a major part of depression so it all sits under the PND umbrella. He said the tablets, once they kick in in a couple of weeks, should take the edge of the anxiety and allow me to sleep, which is the major problem at the moment as I?m so wired all the time. And in the last 48 hours I have felt myself sinking fast into really scary territory. I wouldn?t wish this on my worst enemy.
However, on the positive side he said we?ve caught it really early, and the quicker it?s caught the easier it is to fix. He?s promised me I will get better and I will start to enjoy this poor little baby. I feel so guilty and absolutely terrible that DH now has to shoulder so much more responsibility. It all means that right now I wish we?d never had the baby I wanted for so long, and we could have our old lives back. A terrible, terrible thing to admit but that?s how it is. I feel like I am in some kind of living hell, and I can't escape it.
I can?t believe our ?wanted? baby has come to this. DH looks utterly crushed by my insanely rapid decline into all this, and I feel like such a terrible failure for letting him and our baby down. This is the most terrifying time of my life. Worse, even, than been diagnosed with breast cancer. I can only hope the anti-depressants kick in and I begin to feel some joy again soon. Actually, just feeling like I had the smallest amount of control back in my life would do for now.
Thank you, as always, for listening and for all the wonderful advice. If it wasn't for you I probably wouldn't have gone to the gp and who knows how long I would have gone before this had been picked up.
I still feel totally without help about dealing with the baby: post natal care in Australia, in my humble opinion, is shit. There is a 24 hour helpline but you have to be prepared to hold for up to an hour to get through to someone. I can't think which way is up anymore in terms of how to look after the baby, other than going through the functions of feeding him and changing him. All I do is keep him in the sling, because it generally keeps him quiet, and therefore me calm. Beyond that, I'm lost at the moment. It's like my brain has started to shut down.
Well, I'm on the antidepressants and I go back to see the psychologist weekly. He has assured me these two things will make a difference within weeks. I just have to hang on to that. And to anyone reading or posting who has suffered PND (I know quite a few of you have said you were also diagnosed with it) you have my utmost sympathy. Nothing I have ever faced in life has felt worse than this.
Thank you for continuing to tell me it will get better. x