What does a meltdown look like in an adult woman?
The problem is that i sometimes do not realize that i am tired...
I cry and can't stop it and start breathing very fast and jerkily, feeling very much confused, sometimes i fall and sit on the floor. If people come and ask me to speak, i may start yelling and it is getting worse.
when I start crying:
- I try to quickly find a lonely place
- force myself to breathe very slow, or if worse, I stop breathing for 30 seconds, several times, this helps a lot
- shut down the lights
- sleep if I can
I think that sleeping good and enough is really the key. You too?
Very true. Motherhood makes this impossible, personally
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Take defeat as an urge to greater effort.
-Napoleon Hill
Well, that sounds familiar! My meltdowns tend to be crying fits. When I was little I was a lot more violent when I had meltdowns. I would throw things and scream and generally cause quite a scene. But now that I know how to bottle up my emotions my meltdowns are usually very unexpected fits of tears and crying and me babbling insensibly. I tend to have more shutdowns than meltdowns nowadays, I think, probably since I keep my emotions inside more often than not.
Does screaming and or hitting yourself in the head count . Less so now on hitting the head. And defo not in public.
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Diagnosed hfa
Loves velcro,
I had one yesterday, at the dentist. A specialist I'd never met before came in and treated me terribly: poor dental care and disparaging verbal treatment. He even chipped a tooth that was otherwise healthy. He didn't know how to read me because I wasn't making eye contact, I'm not a good communicator and I got very agitated. He was treating me like a junkie when I wanted medication (Long story, I've had a broken and infected root canal since June and I've been in agony for four months with no antibiotics or painkillers -- and he wouldn't fix it or give me meds because of my stroke).
To answer the question, by the end of this appointment I was sobbing and sitting on the floor with my head in my hands, rocking. I was monosyllabic and very curt with him. He gave me papers and I threw them. It was a pretty bad scene.
He doesn't know I'm autistic and I didn't have the verbal bandwidth to explain it all to him. Now I'm worried because I have to notify my regular dentist that I refuse to see this man again. I'm at a point where I want to go no-contact with society. I just can't deal with people any more, especially professionals who are so unprofessional.
To answer the question, by the end of this appointment I was sobbing and sitting on the floor with my head in my hands, rocking. I was monosyllabic and very curt with him. He gave me papers and I threw them. It was a pretty bad scene.
He doesn't know I'm autistic and I didn't have the verbal bandwidth to explain it all to him. Now I'm worried because I have to notify my regular dentist that I refuse to see this man again. I'm at a point where I want to go no-contact with society. I just can't deal with people any more, especially professionals who are so unprofessional.
Omg,, whatta aweful experience..but , i have to agree the amount of unprofessional peeps in and around all medical practices , has been in the toilet for me too for awhile now. Dentist aswell and mds ....must admit , been telling other professionall
Peoples about it. But not seen change. Called medical director once .., but nothing. Beware mental professionals , middle aged ones are pretty scarey to me now. Have had them fire patient advocates right out from under my feet, midway in handling a issue , now days am starting to look these people up online, before i see them ,,not sure if that helps either.
Hang in there hugz
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Diagnosed hfa
Loves velcro,
To answer the question, by the end of this appointment I was sobbing and sitting on the floor with my head in my hands, rocking. I was monosyllabic and very curt with him. He gave me papers and I threw them. It was a pretty bad scene.
He doesn't know I'm autistic and I didn't have the verbal bandwidth to explain it all to him. Now I'm worried because I have to notify my regular dentist that I refuse to see this man again. I'm at a point where I want to go no-contact with society. I just can't deal with people any more, especially professionals who are so unprofessional.
Omg,, whatta aweful experience..but , i have to agree the amount of unprofessional peeps in and around all medical practices , has been in the toilet for me too for awhile now. Dentist aswell and mds ....must admit , been telling other professionall
Peoples about it. But not seen change. Called medical director once .., but nothing. Beware mental professionals , middle aged ones are pretty scarey to me now. Have had them fire patient advocates right out from under my feet, midway in handling a issue , now days am starting to look these people up online, before i see them ,,not sure if that helps either.
Hang in there hugz
Thank you.
Rant:
He broke a perfectly healthy tooth and didn't totally fix it. Then he wouldn't fix my root canal because of my history of stroke. He wouldn't give me antibiotics because he said even though I have a major infection, that's not what is causing the pain. The pressure of the broken root canal is causing the pain, apparently. I don't know why I have to walk around with a raging infection in my head when my BP is 161/100, I've already had a stroke, and I have a heart condition. Isn't it unhealthy to have an infection in your bloodstream for four months?
For the painkillers he said I only have two choices, Tylenol 3 or really strong Ibuprofen. It's in my chart that I can't take T3 because I can't tolerate codeine. I can't take Ibuprofen because of my stroke and the other prescription blood thinners that I already take. He didn't believe me that I'm not allowed Ibuprofen, or that it isn't allowed when people take blood thinners. He argued with me that it was fine to take. I refused. When I asked for a third option for medication he treated me like a drug addict, as if I was begging for cocaine.
I had my meltdown and stormed out. Then he rang me at home and said "Oh, I found out you aren't allowed Ibuprofen".
Duh.
So I didn't get my tooth fixed and I don't have antibiotics and I still don't have a painkiller, and this is going into the fifth month. I have to see my GP for medical clearance before he will see me again, but now I'm afraid to go near him.
Rant over.
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