Medical Related Rent Shortage
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My name is Kort-nee. I am a single mom to a wonderful 8 year old autistic boy named Robbie.
I was diagnosed with moderate Generalized Anxiety Disorder and mild depression when I was 16. I am now almost 32. I've had a few flare ups over the years, but nothing medication couldn't control.
After a particularly nasty four months of being demoted as a supervisor at work, a horrid breakup with my ex, having DHS called on me by his family for claims that were dismissed after investigation as unsubstantiated, my ex stalking me in the parking lot of my apartment, his refusal to turn in the keys, coming and going as he pleased to supposedly "get his stuff," and threatening to call the cops on me if I didn't let him come over when he wanted to when was at home, my mental state could not handle it anymore. As anyone with GAD and/or depression knows, it doesn't take a lot to put a crack in your mental state. Well, my friends, all of that put together took a wrecking ball to mine.
The flare up began in February, accompanied by panic attacks, vomiting and other stomach issues that would be considered TMI for most. My monthly cycle also was thrown off, resulting in multiples in one month. This happened two different weeks, resulting in me having to take those weeks off from work. Towards the end of the month, it seemed the storm was passing and I would be fine. But in mid-March, I realized February was just the warm up when it hit full force. This has resulted in me being unable to work for the last half of March and so far all of April. I have been to the doctor at least twice a week since this all began. My original diagnosis was changed to severe GAD with Agoraphobia and moderate depression. I have been on medication for two weeks now. While I have only seen slight improvement, the side effects have been intense, including dizziness, insomnia, pressure in my head and buzzing in my ears. The side effects have lessened, all but the insomnia, which has become worse, and the pressure.
I will be returning to work on a trial basis part time on Monday, 4/13, cutting my hours fro 40 to 25. This will last for two weeks, at which point I will be reevaluated by my doctor. If all goes well, I can return to work full time after that two weeks. If there has been no improvement, I will either stay part time or my doctor will take me off work again. She will also be sending me to a psychologist to see about different, or even multiple, medications.
I used to be a very social person. I used to love going to work, going to my son's school functions, going to see friends, going to game nights, having friends over. All of that is gone now. I have been unable to leave my own home for almost two months now without having a panic attack followed by vomiting. I even have this reaction to go see my doctor. I can't even go to the corner store for a Gatorade without having a panic attack on the way. I feel like I am lost in the world. Worse of all, I feel like my son has lost his mother.
My doctor bills are rapidly adding up with all of the visits. At my appointment today, I had to make payment arrangements for $60 a month for her to continue to see me. I have exhausted all of my resources and borrowed from friends and my parents to make sure February and March's rent and utilities were paid and that there was food on the table. I fear with how close to the end of April it will be before I can possibly return to work full time, I will not have the money for rent, utilities or food for May. And I cannot borrow anymore from my parents or friends as they have their own bills to pay. While I have a potential roommate lined up, my ex will not take himself off the lease so she can have her application approved.
I would like to save moving as a last resort. Where we are living now, the school my son goes to has done so much for him. With his autism, it is very hard for teachers to get through to him where he wants to go to school, cooperate and actually learn. This school has done that for him. They have been on multiple field trips, he's gotten to ride horses, be taught basketball by the folks from the Special Olympics, he even got to go to the State Capitol for the tree lighting in December. He is not the same little boy he was when he started in August. The only place I might be able to go back to would involve changing him back to the school that set him back even further. And I don't want to have to send him back to a place that makes him cry every day.
I never thought I would see myself turning to a site like this for help. In fact, I'm the type of person who doesn't like asking for help at all. It took a great deal of pride swallowing to even ask my parents and friends for help. But when you have no place else to turn, there is not much else you can do.
Anything no matter how small will help us out. Thank you for taking the time to read my story.
I was diagnosed with moderate Generalized Anxiety Disorder and mild depression when I was 16. I am now almost 32. I've had a few flare ups over the years, but nothing medication couldn't control.
After a particularly nasty four months of being demoted as a supervisor at work, a horrid breakup with my ex, having DHS called on me by his family for claims that were dismissed after investigation as unsubstantiated, my ex stalking me in the parking lot of my apartment, his refusal to turn in the keys, coming and going as he pleased to supposedly "get his stuff," and threatening to call the cops on me if I didn't let him come over when he wanted to when was at home, my mental state could not handle it anymore. As anyone with GAD and/or depression knows, it doesn't take a lot to put a crack in your mental state. Well, my friends, all of that put together took a wrecking ball to mine.
The flare up began in February, accompanied by panic attacks, vomiting and other stomach issues that would be considered TMI for most. My monthly cycle also was thrown off, resulting in multiples in one month. This happened two different weeks, resulting in me having to take those weeks off from work. Towards the end of the month, it seemed the storm was passing and I would be fine. But in mid-March, I realized February was just the warm up when it hit full force. This has resulted in me being unable to work for the last half of March and so far all of April. I have been to the doctor at least twice a week since this all began. My original diagnosis was changed to severe GAD with Agoraphobia and moderate depression. I have been on medication for two weeks now. While I have only seen slight improvement, the side effects have been intense, including dizziness, insomnia, pressure in my head and buzzing in my ears. The side effects have lessened, all but the insomnia, which has become worse, and the pressure.
I will be returning to work on a trial basis part time on Monday, 4/13, cutting my hours fro 40 to 25. This will last for two weeks, at which point I will be reevaluated by my doctor. If all goes well, I can return to work full time after that two weeks. If there has been no improvement, I will either stay part time or my doctor will take me off work again. She will also be sending me to a psychologist to see about different, or even multiple, medications.
I used to be a very social person. I used to love going to work, going to my son's school functions, going to see friends, going to game nights, having friends over. All of that is gone now. I have been unable to leave my own home for almost two months now without having a panic attack followed by vomiting. I even have this reaction to go see my doctor. I can't even go to the corner store for a Gatorade without having a panic attack on the way. I feel like I am lost in the world. Worse of all, I feel like my son has lost his mother.
My doctor bills are rapidly adding up with all of the visits. At my appointment today, I had to make payment arrangements for $60 a month for her to continue to see me. I have exhausted all of my resources and borrowed from friends and my parents to make sure February and March's rent and utilities were paid and that there was food on the table. I fear with how close to the end of April it will be before I can possibly return to work full time, I will not have the money for rent, utilities or food for May. And I cannot borrow anymore from my parents or friends as they have their own bills to pay. While I have a potential roommate lined up, my ex will not take himself off the lease so she can have her application approved.
I would like to save moving as a last resort. Where we are living now, the school my son goes to has done so much for him. With his autism, it is very hard for teachers to get through to him where he wants to go to school, cooperate and actually learn. This school has done that for him. They have been on multiple field trips, he's gotten to ride horses, be taught basketball by the folks from the Special Olympics, he even got to go to the State Capitol for the tree lighting in December. He is not the same little boy he was when he started in August. The only place I might be able to go back to would involve changing him back to the school that set him back even further. And I don't want to have to send him back to a place that makes him cry every day.
I never thought I would see myself turning to a site like this for help. In fact, I'm the type of person who doesn't like asking for help at all. It took a great deal of pride swallowing to even ask my parents and friends for help. But when you have no place else to turn, there is not much else you can do.
Anything no matter how small will help us out. Thank you for taking the time to read my story.
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Kort-nee Johnson
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Bethany, OK