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I have been married for 25 years and together we have two wonderful, grown kids, 20 and 22 who are still living at home. No problem with that.
My husband has major depression which is usually (okay, about 50%) under fairly good control. He's on a couple of meds, which I'm not sure are still working right, but what little health insurance we have doesn't cover either mental health services or medications, so he's very resistant to going to a psychiatrist to get them changed, and not sure how much good a family doctor would be at prescribing something different. Right now we're paying so much in health insurance premiums we literally dont' have enough left over even to pay copays, much less $150 out of pocket to see a psychiatrist.
When he's well, he still resembles the man I married - intelligent, caring, witty, conversational, and that's what keeps me going on. I keep waiting for the time to come when we can get this sorted out. It doesn't help that he has always been in charge of the money and with the added expense of the premiums (we've only had our health insurance for a year) it's fueled his depression. When he's depressed, he's curt, sullen, given to teasing relentlessly, and so cynical that even a simple question like "what do you want for supper" gets what he thinks is a funny but is really dark and rejecting response.
I get so tired. I'm not willing to throw out the baby with the bathwater. The man I love, the man I married is still in there. But looking for help would be expensive, which would just exacerbate the depression. And frankly we're both terrified of what might happen if he tries a different medication and has to wean off what he's on.
There are times I fantasize living alone or with my daughter, but it's just a fantasy. It would be nice not to have to deal with this on a daily basis. Then I think of my sister, who is taking care of our mother who has end-stage Alzheimer's and think, If she can do that, I certainly can do this! but I'm so tired!!
I guess I'm just looking for sympathy. I'm not going anywhere, really, but every time he "troughs" these escape fantasies rise up again. I need to know there's a light at the end of the tunnel!
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