As promised, I’m once again logging back on to give an update of how I fared with surgery given my post-PANS PTSD.
In case you missed it, make sure you read Part 1. Otherwise, this post won’t be quite as meaningful.
Read: “Life After PANS: How PTSD Makes It Not Really Over.”
The night after I wrote my last post, I must have slept for about twenty minutes. I didn’t get to bed until 1:45, and not even 100 mg of Seroquel was enough to stop the anxiety that kept me awake. All I could think about were all of the PTSD triggers I was about to encounter. I can’t do it, I thought to myself.
Continue reading “Do the Thing You Think You Cannot Do: Overcoming PANS PTSD Triggers”
