The Twelve Days of Bipolar

One of my favorite things to do is make up new lyrics to old familiar songs. Especially Christmas music. Sometimes I’m wildly creative, sometimes not, but I always seem to come up with something fun. Here for your enjoyment (I hope) is this year’s version of the Twelve Days of Christmas.

On the 12th day of Christmas, bipolar gave to me:

12 monthly med checks

11 therapy sessions

10 pounds of weight gain

9 pills at bedtime

8 weeks of depression

7 days of mania

6 hours in the ER

5 mg Zyprexa

4 side effects

3 mood swings

2 new prescriptions

and a Happy Light thrown in for free!

Published by bpnurse

I'm a retired registered nurse and writer who also happens to be street-rat crazy, if the DSM-IV.....oops, 5---is to be believed. I was diagnosed with bipolar I disorder at the age of 55, and am still sorting through the ashes of the flaming garbage pile that my life had become. Here, I'll share the lumps and bumps of a late-life journey toward sanity.... along with some rants, gripes, sour grapes and good old-fashioned whining from time to time. It's not easy being bipolar in a unipolar world; let's figure it out together.

3 thoughts on “The Twelve Days of Bipolar

    1. Hi Donna! Thank you for your kind words, I’m actually blushing. 😊 I’m one of the writers at AN too, along with being a Guide. My username is VivaLasViejas. Small world, isn’t it? Anyway, thanks for visiting!


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