I’ve had a pretty rough week, as evidenced by my previous post. I didn’t really get out of bed Monday – at all. Tuesday I called the psychiatrist. Wednesday I saw said psychiatrist and we decided to give depakote another go, as we are running out of options. So hopefully when it comes in to Publix tomorrow it won’t make me vomit again. We’re going with a much lower dose this time, so fingers crossed.
This week has been a test of will and I’ve just spent it trying to get out of this agitated, depressed, mixed mood I’ve been going through. Though, with bipolar I find it’s more distract, than get out of. That’s the thing though, I don’t know what to expect. Should I just expect to have to distract my entire life? I hardly know anyone being treated for bipolar disorder, so I don’t know who to ask. What is functioning with bipolar disorder? What’s normal? Is slightly depressed or slightly manic just the way it is? I’m getting yet another therapist, maybe that will help.
Anyway, Christmas is coming. In festivity, David and I went to the local tree lighting tonight. It was a tad windy, and right on the river, and I was not dressed for the nippiness that ensues, but we took a cute picture by a Christmas tree. So there’s that.