I was understandably scared of falling pregnant again. Who wouldn’t be…?
The instinct kicks in to do everything right to conceive and not to do anything that could potentially damage baby if you do fall pregnant. I started to think again I didn’t need medication and I can stay well without it. It was like I was going back into default mode.
I started to deceive my husband all over again… he had stopped supervising my medication under the belief I understood I needed it and could be trusted. But I couldn’t be trusted.
For a couple of months I was ok skipping my medication but the paranoia was creeping back in. Care coordinator and husband started to become suspicious of my mood and as I started to decline in mental state, I had to admit once again that I was not being fully concordant on medication. I knew this was heading to the last straw for my husband. How many times can one forgive a wife’s deception? Would he leave me? It was looking possible…
Psychologist and Patient 