Recently I went to the doctor and found out i have broncitus.(sp?)
I was put on antibiotics and a guafenisen DM combo. The doc told me that I might have a reaction with the strength of the dm. it was 1200mg. She said that it might react with the meds i'm already taking and just be careful and pay attention to what symptoms it might cause. she was referring to being extra tired. I took it with my strattera, wellbutrin and lexapro the other morning. I also took it the night before and nothing happened. So i felt okay with it. I didn't think of the fact that I didn't take it right at the same time with the other meds like i did this morning. I mean the morning that turned into the worst day of my life. Let me explain. I recently came across the job of a lifetime. I loved it. It was my niche and i was great at it. Plus it was the most money I have ever made. I had such great plans and goals. I was in heaven. Then the day from hell hit. I went to work feeling wonderful. I was happy and cheary and just in a great mood. One of my fellow associates did very well the day before and i congratulated her. I later found out that something had happened to her that morning and she was very upset. Well, she flipped out on me. I walked away then I ended up calling my manager cuz I just couldn't work around her if this is how she was going to be. I talked with the manager and she was going to talk to the girl. This girl has no problem saying what's on her mind no matter what it is. She has no class, no maturity and doesn't care about much of anything. She is 19yrs old and has two kids that the dads aren't around. Okay, so i go back on the floor and start doing my job. I had the keys to the store room so i could go get some stuff. She comes up to me and asks me for the keys. I turned to her and said okay and tossed them to her. tossed not throw them. well, she made a big stink about it. she kicked them back at me and began to threaten me. I walked away again. Then I just started to get incredibly emotional. Oh, i had already got emotional and cried it out but i thought it was past. nope, i started bawling again. I decided to go to the bathroom and try to quit crying and clean myself up. She past by me and threatened to kick my *** right there on the floor. she reminded me over and over again how she had no problem doing it. I walked back to the back and past by one of the main managers and i said i had to go home cuz i couldn't work with someone who was threatening me. I started having panic attacks. I couldn't breath and was hyperventalating. I went to my car and i have never cried so hard. What turned out happening is i was punished for leaving. They weren't going to do anything saying it was my word against hers and everyone conveniently heard me but not her. So i"m out of a job and she skates free. This is a girl who doesn't do her job. She screws around and management knows this. She came into work hungover twice and no reprimand. I loved my job and had big plans to work into management. She is a 19yearold punk in every sense of the word but i was the bad guy.
My biggest gripe is however why in the world did i take it so hard and react so emotionally? Was it the combination of the meds? Now i'm in a serious depressed state. I can't do anything. I thought about suicide. I don't know how i didn't proceed with it. I guess i have no guts to do that either. Now my world is turned upside down. My husband evan said that I had to face reality and that I walked out and let a 19yr old punk chase me out of a job I loved. He was cold. I have nowhere to go now. No life to live. I can't hold down a job for nothing. Something always happens that upsets me. I'm too sensitive. Sorry about how long this is.