Daily Archives: October 15, 2015

Good Day so Far

So far I seem to be handling the med change.  I’ve been sleepier than usual it seems so I drank some extra Dr. Pepper and have been pretty alert since then.  I picked up my final book for my class from the library and look forward to doing my paper on it soon.  I did some more grocery shopping to end out the week and will have  a good time cooking all that up over the weekend.

I think the kids are okay with me being gone since it’s not a hospitalization or something like that, something bad.  I’m planning to talk to them every night and let them know things are going well. So I have that in place. I think Bob is okay with it, too–so we’ll talk to each other every night, too.  I won’t have WiFi in my room so the phone will be the better thing to do.

Trying to schedule a lot of stuff out into he future.  The middle daughter needs her wisdom teeth out and so we’re going to do it over Christmas break.  And we have her ACT scheduled the weekend before the holidays.  So that is set up.  It’s all a little crazy to set up so far in advance.  But that’s the way it has to be.


Good Day so Far

So far I seem to be handling the med change.  I’ve been sleepier than usual it seems so I drank some extra Dr. Pepper and have been pretty alert since then.  I picked up my final book for my class from the library and look forward to doing my paper on it soon.  I did some more grocery shopping to end out the week and will have  a good time cooking all that up over the weekend.

I think the kids are okay with me being gone since it’s not a hospitalization or something like that, something bad.  I’m planning to talk to them every night and let them know things are going well. So I have that in place. I think Bob is okay with it, too–so we’ll talk to each other every night, too.  I won’t have WiFi in my room so the phone will be the better thing to do.

Trying to schedule a lot of stuff out into he future.  The middle daughter needs her wisdom teeth out and so we’re going to do it over Christmas break.  And we have her ACT scheduled the weekend before the holidays.  So that is set up.  It’s all a little crazy to set up so far in advance.  But that’s the way it has to be.


profanity is the crutch of a crippled vocabulary

I’m an all or nothing person No I’m not a nothing person I’m an all person (jmk 2013) I wrote this a few days ago during a few hours of inexplicable agitation and rage… I thought you might quite enjoy it (guess who’s in the clutches of a mixed episode). I guess I need to…

profanity is the crutch of a crippled vocabulary

I’m an all or nothing person No I’m not a nothing person I’m an all person (jmk 2013) I wrote this a few days ago during a few hours of inexplicable agitation and rage… I thought you might quite enjoy it (guess who’s in the clutches of a mixed episode). I guess I need to…

profanity is the crutch of a crippled vocabulary

I’m an all or nothing person No I’m not a nothing person I’m an all person (jmk 2013) I wrote this a few days ago during a few hours of inexplicable agitation and rage… I thought you might quite enjoy it (guess who’s in the clutches of a mixed episode). I guess I need to…

profanity is the crutch of a crippled vocabulary

I’m an all or nothing person No I’m not a nothing person I’m an all person (jmk 2013) I wrote this a few days ago during a few hours of inexplicable agitation and rage… I thought you might quite enjoy it (guess who’s in the clutches of a mixed episode). I guess I need to…

Quetiapine, Day 5

Day 5 of Quetiapine (25mg morning & afternoon, 100mg at night):

I spent the first couple of days inside a cloud. Just a normal kind of cloud; fluffy and light. Not a raincloud, but spoiling a potential blue sky nonetheless.

The first night, I slept quite well, though I didn’t sleep through the night. Well, I haven’t done that once in 20 years so it’s going to be a tough nut to crack. Dreams are vivid and story-like, not unpleasant or threatening. Mostly about people and places I’ve always known, with a sprinkle of absurdity.

Even after a few days I can feel the ounces and possibly lbs making themselves known to me. But here on Day 5 the light-headedness and general cloudiness has slackened a little,though with that – from Day 4 – the anxiety in particular has become more bold again and is peeping over the fence, trying to work its way back into the neighbourhood where it’ll sit on the front porch rattling the door handle, making a nuisance of itself.

I do feel already that my high and low moods have scrunched together a bit; the top and the bottom have been chipped off or squashed up towards the middle.

Ah, that sacred and mythical middle of 0 on the mood chart! Like the Grail, unattainable and tarnished but always worth a quest or two.

What Quetiapine hasn’t touched however is that dastardly OCD. It doesn’t seem to have made any impression on that yet. I realize it’s very early days but whereas I feel the meds might put up a good fight against Bipolar II as a whole, it’s quite evident that in OCD (and mine is mild) it’s met its match. Possibly ditto the insomnia, though time will tell with that.

My psychiatrist is looking to double the dose, so that’s something else to throw into the mix.

The worse thing to do is to look online for possible side effects. Yes, there are many. But they can’t apply to all users surely? There are millions of us out here! I’ve already noticed today as I begin to get accustomed to the drug and exist in slightly less of a cloud (say, cirrus as opposed to cumulus), that I have some slight shaking in my hands. And joint pain, which I used to get all the time, particularly after a bout of swine flu but which had all but disappeared on a day-to-day basis. Elbows, finger joints now. Some low-grade headaches in the afternoon, nothing I can’t handle.

It’s difficult to find the motivation to exercise when you’re in a cloud. I walked 3-4 miles yesterday, a couple of miles the day before. I wouldn’t cycle at the moment any more than I’d attempt to drive. That would be dangerous; cloudiness, greatly impaired reaction times. And I stare at the exercise bike with every intention of doing 20 mins on it, but… meh.

So it’s ‘keep on keeping on’ at the moment, ‘going with the flow’, and several other metaphors and trite motivational phrases.

Onward!


Quetiapine, Day 5

Day 5 of Quetiapine (25mg morning & afternoon, 100mg at night):

I spent the first couple of days inside a cloud. Just a normal kind of cloud; fluffy and light. Not a raincloud, but spoiling a potential blue sky nonetheless.

The first night, I slept quite well, though I didn’t sleep through the night. Well, I haven’t done that once in 20 years so it’s going to be a tough nut to crack. Dreams are vivid and story-like, not unpleasant or threatening. Mostly about people and places I’ve always known, with a sprinkle of absurdity.

Even after a few days I can feel the ounces and possibly lbs making themselves known to me. But here on Day 5 the light-headedness and general cloudiness has slackened a little,though with that – from Day 4 – the anxiety in particular has become more bold again and is peeping over the fence, trying to work its way back into the neighbourhood where it’ll sit on the front porch rattling the door handle, making a nuisance of itself.

I do feel already that my high and low moods have scrunched together a bit; the top and the bottom have been chipped off or squashed up towards the middle.

Ah, that sacred and mythical middle of 0 on the mood chart! Like the Grail, unattainable and tarnished but always worth a quest or two.

What Quetiapine hasn’t touched however is that dastardly OCD. It doesn’t seem to have made any impression on that yet. I realize it’s very early days but whereas I feel the meds might put up a good fight against Bipolar II as a whole, it’s quite evident that in OCD (and mine is mild) it’s met its match. Possibly ditto the insomnia, though time will tell with that.

My psychiatrist is looking to double the dose, so that’s something else to throw into the mix.

The worse thing to do is to look online for possible side effects. Yes, there are many. But they can’t apply to all users surely? There are millions of us out here! I’ve already noticed today as I begin to get accustomed to the drug and exist in slightly less of a cloud (say, cirrus as opposed to cumulus), that I have some slight shaking in my hands. And joint pain, which I used to get all the time, particularly after a bout of swine flu but which had all but disappeared on a day-to-day basis. Elbows, finger joints now. Some low-grade headaches in the afternoon, nothing I can’t handle.

It’s difficult to find the motivation to exercise when you’re in a cloud. I walked 3-4 miles yesterday, a couple of miles the day before. I wouldn’t cycle at the moment any more than I’d attempt to drive. That would be dangerous; cloudiness, greatly impaired reaction times. And I stare at the exercise bike with every intention of doing 20 mins on it, but… meh.

So it’s ‘keep on keeping on’ at the moment, ‘going with the flow’, and several other metaphors and trite motivational phrases.

Onward!


In Providence, RI. 

I’m here, in Providence, RI. Just got here today. Yesterday, after hearing the horrific news of my dearest cousin’s son, I immediately made reservations to come here. He fell from a structure 35 ft high, broke 10 ribs, 6 other bones and perforated a lung. He is in the ICU, he is young and is slated to make a full recovery. I am so happy about that. I came here for my cousin. We grew up together, spent every summer vacation together. Played, quarreled, made up, grew up together, like sisters. I couldn’t bear for her to live through this near catastrophe by herself, so I jumped in a plane and got here as quickly as I could. Saw my nephew in the ICU, obviously not anything I wanted to have ever seen. But he will recover. He was on top of this structure in downtown Providence, filming a video for his friends’ band when he lost his footing. Luckily, oh so luckily, his friends called 911 and he was taken to the hospital. Were they drinking? Probably. Was it an incredibly stupid thing to do? Absolutely! Is my cousin terrified? Yes. It’s not this incident, it’s worrying from now on, a mother’s anxiety about her son’s safety. I know this well, so I came to help her with all of it. And to drum it in her head that yes, bad things can happen, but there is recovery, and better times ahead. I hope my nephew has learnt a valuable lesson, to never be so careless with himself, with his own safety. When he is not in so much pain, I will gently talk to him. And I hope his parents will talk to him and make him promise to be infinitely more careful! No more death defying feats, as my brother said, it’s been defied. Now only a promise, one, I hope and pray for my cousin, his mother’s sake, that my nephew will keep.


In Providence, RI. 

I’m here, in Providence, RI. Just got here today. Yesterday, after hearing the horrific news of my dearest cousin’s son, I immediately made reservations to come here. He fell from a structure 35 ft high, broke 10 ribs, 6 other bones and perforated a lung. He is in the ICU, he is young and is slated to make a full recovery. I am so happy about that. I came here for my cousin. We grew up together, spent every summer vacation together. Played, quarreled, made up, grew up together, like sisters. I couldn’t bear for her to live through this near catastrophe by herself, so I jumped in a plane and got here as quickly as I could. Saw my nephew in the ICU, obviously not anything I wanted to have ever seen. But he will recover. He was on top of this structure in downtown Providence, filming a video for his friends’ band when he lost his footing. Luckily, oh so luckily, his friends called 911 and he was taken to the hospital. Were they drinking? Probably. Was it an incredibly stupid thing to do? Absolutely! Is my cousin terrified? Yes. It’s not this incident, it’s worrying from now on, a mother’s anxiety about her son’s safety. I know this well, so I came to help her with all of it. And to drum it in her head that yes, bad things can happen, but there is recovery, and better times ahead. I hope my nephew has learnt a valuable lesson, to never be so careless with himself, with his own safety. When he is not in so much pain, I will gently talk to him. And I hope his parents will talk to him and make him promise to be infinitely more careful! No more death defying feats, as my brother said, it’s been defied. Now only a promise, one, I hope and pray for my cousin, his mother’s sake, that my nephew will keep.