sadwife2017
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My husband had an nervous breakdown last September and he contributed all of it to his job. He visited his doctor, which sent him to the ER and the doctor there wanted to hospitalize him, but no rooms available. He was sent home with 2 mg. tablets of lorazepam to take 3 times a day. Since last September, he has been on three different meds. Lexapro, Zoloft and now on 60 mgs. of prozac along with 2 mg. of lorazepam a day. He is still holding his job, he tells me every day he is going to be fired. Because of the change in personality and weight loss, 50 lbs. or better, he is now seeing a psycharist and has been tested for front lobal dementia by an neuropsychologist where the finding were major depressive disorder, severe anxiety disorder. Back in 2017 he did have a CT scan that the results were negative.
I am at the point where I can't live with his actions, we have been married almost 50 years and this is not the man I married. He has always been a big sportsman, but now he does nothing. We need firewood for the winter, he tells me he can't get any. He has a truck that has been siting in our driveway since last November, all it needs is a clutch and he says I will get it fixed eventually. He comes home in the afternoons, feeds his dogs and then sits in his chair the rest of the afternoon/evening watching T.V. , closing his eyes and being all depressed. The weekends are the worse. Sundays he doesn't do anything but sit and stare. He contributes his anxiety to his job, having to learn computer and all the other changes there. He is 68 years old, unable to retire right now because of finances. I am at my wits end and I am taking it very personal. I just can't imagine going on like this, someone please give me some advice. Many, many thanks.
I am at the point where I can't live with his actions, we have been married almost 50 years and this is not the man I married. He has always been a big sportsman, but now he does nothing. We need firewood for the winter, he tells me he can't get any. He has a truck that has been siting in our driveway since last November, all it needs is a clutch and he says I will get it fixed eventually. He comes home in the afternoons, feeds his dogs and then sits in his chair the rest of the afternoon/evening watching T.V. , closing his eyes and being all depressed. The weekends are the worse. Sundays he doesn't do anything but sit and stare. He contributes his anxiety to his job, having to learn computer and all the other changes there. He is 68 years old, unable to retire right now because of finances. I am at my wits end and I am taking it very personal. I just can't imagine going on like this, someone please give me some advice. Many, many thanks.