By noon, the poor child was reacting to the drug. She couldn't sit, stand, or sleep. She just walked back and forth. She said she felt an indescribable discomfort and was restless. She kept walking to distract herself. I feel uncomfortable in my body. I have been feeling uncomfor

The doctor gave my daughter new medicines and increased the dosage of other medicines. When she got up in the morning, she told me: "Mom, I took the new medicines prescribed by the doctor. I feel much better today and I feel more energetic!" Well, just find a medicine that can control the disease. Hearing what my daughter said, I was very happy. My biggest hope is that I can't cut off the roots, be able to control myself and stabilize myself, not lose my social functions, and live a normal life. As for whether I will get married in the future or whether I will have children, this is all a matter of time. If you want it, it’s optional, just let it go.

At noon, the poor child had a reaction to the drug. She could not sit, stand, or sleep. She was just walking back and forth. She said she felt an indescribable discomfort and was restless. She kept walking around. Let me distract myself from the discomfort in my body. I have been feeling uncomfortable all afternoon. I feel uncomfortable anywhere in my body, and I can’t pinpoint the source of discomfort. I feel sore and bloated beyond words. It was not until seven or eight o'clock in the evening that I saw that her condition was much better, and she said she was no longer uncomfortable. I have to continue taking the medicine. I have just taken it for a day, and the side effects will gradually lessen, but my body has not adapted yet.

The next morning was normal, but around 10 o'clock, it stopped working again. It seemed worse today than yesterday. She cried very sadly and asked me to take her to the doctor. I stopped what I was doing to make lunch. I quickly took her to the hospital. The doctor prescribed anti-side effects medicine for her, and the dosage was reduced to one pill. I took the medicine when I got home and went to bed without eating. When I went back in the evening, she told me that after taking the anti-side-effect medicine, she felt much better and no longer felt uncomfortable. She talked and laughed with me, just like normal people.

asked her how she was for two or three days in a row, and they all said she was very good. When I went back the night before yesterday, she said that she had auditory hallucinations and again. She kept talking. I said, weren't you much better two days ago? Didn't you say it's gone? She said she was always there. Yesterday, she told me that someone was talking, but she couldn’t listen or drive her away. She had cognition and knowledge, and knew how to eliminate these voices that conveyed negative information, but she couldn’t stop them. She couldn’t think about it. Even if I can't explain it, these voices seem to be growing in my head, and they keep talking, and they keep talking. I know that the dose of medicine is too small to cure the disease, but the dose of medicine is too large and the human body cannot bear it. Isn’t this an endless cycle?

The doctor has long told me about the seriousness and danger of this disease. I also pay attention to the information on this aspect on the Internet. I toss and turn at night, unable to sleep, and open various websites on my mobile phone to try to understand the devil of bipolar disorder. It's horrifying to look at, and horrifying to think about. There are commentary auditory hallucinations and command auditory hallucinations. The most serious one is command auditory hallucinations. These voices are the masters in the brain, controlling, commanding, and directing the patient's every word and deed. The patient must obey absolutely. Those with severe speech disorders, All abnormalities such as running away from home, committing suicide, behaving strangely, etc. are all caused by these voices ordering and threatening the patient to do so, and the patient is controlled by it. Her daughter had cut her wrists, jumped off a building, drank medicine, and hit her head against the wall. These were the threats and orders from these voices. Those voices said to her, your mother is dead, why are you still alive? No one loves you or cares about you anymore. If you don't want to die, you bang your head against the wall and kill yourself. She is unconscious and listens to them. Her head is bleeding after banging her head. There are six voices telling her to drink medicine at the same time, but there is no He told her to drink shampoo. If the shampoo didn't kill her, he told her to stand at the window and jump off the building. She listened to whatever the voice said, and was completely controlled. If her roommate hadn't come in and discovered it in time, there would have been no consequences. If the child was gone, what consequences would there be? Everything would be over.

I thought and was afraid, why is there such a scary disease in the world, so serious, so unbelievable, so heart-breaking and desperate.