Are You Getting the Most Out of Your schizophrenia and pregnancy?

I’m gonna have to stop here. I don’t want to give anyone a headache, but I think I just fell off the wagon here and need to stop and refresh for a moment. You see, I am a bit of a hypochondriac. I have been known to be a bit of a hypochondriac for as long as I can remember. Whether it is a minor problem like a headache or the really big one.

So that you know, I guess I was going to say that I have been known to go to the doctor after a bad night of drinking and get diagnosed with a severe case of hypochondria, but that would have been a bit much. But it does have something to do with my own mental health issues. So here’s the thing. I have been diagnosed as a paranoid schizophrenic. I am also prone to mood swings and depression, and I have recently been diagnosed as severely depressed.

So what does this mean for us? Essentially, it means that I am going to need to keep myself isolated from the world to prevent myself from becoming a danger to myself and others. I may need to take medication and psychotherapy as well. I am not currently pregnant, but I am planning on being pregnant in the very near future.

I am a very lucky person, so I am not worried about that. I am worried about the potential for my child to be affected by my illness. I am worried because I am in the process of doing an excellent job of not being a danger to myself and others, and I am worried because I am also extremely depressed at this point. I have been very careful to never get depressed, because I am a very strong and capable person.

At this point in my pregnancy I can hardly wait to meet my baby, and I am quite proud of myself for feeling this way. I was one of the girls who had been diagnosed with schizophrenia, and I spent a lot of time in therapy, and I was very smart. I thought that this really worked for me because I had gotten lucky. I thought that I had gotten an extra dose of something that could help me fight that part of myself that could be more dangerous.

You know, I never really thought that I was stupid, but I think I have been, at least so far. I didn’t really understand the problem, but I was very sure that that was just one symptom of a much bigger problem. I definitely wasn’t taking my meds. Even now when I talk about this I get confused.

I was diagnosed with schizophrenia in the first grade. I was 10 (the same age when I started taking medication). I had been on medication for about 5 years at that point and had been seeing a psychiatrist on and off for about 7 years at that point. I have been seeing a psychiatrist now for about a year and a half. I had gotten a whole bunch of prescriptions from my psychiatrist over the years and I had picked and chosen a lot of them at that point.

At the time when I had been diagnosed, I was taking medication for about 5 years. I believe I got off the medication completely for about 10 years, but I have been taking it again for about 8 years now. I was on it for about 7 years.

After my divorce from my ex-wife, I got back into the habit of seeing my psychiatrist. My psychiatrist is an OB/GYN and an orthopedic surgeon by training, and he is an excellent guy. He has helped me with a bunch of different things, and a lot of what he has done, I did not realize until I went and saw him.

The reason I bring this up is because I have heard people talk about their experiences with schizophrenia and being pregnant in general. And what seems to be pretty common is that someone will say, “I just found out I was pregnant this summer.” They then seem to get a lot of sympathy for the pregnancy, but then, without really knowing anything about the pregnancy, they seem to feel like they have to be a good, normal mother, or else they will not be happy.