Fupped Duck

WARNING: If you are easily offended by the use of a certain profanity that rhymes with “pluck”, you may want to find something else to read this evening, because I’m going to use that word (and possibly a few others) in the next few paragraphs. Now, for tonight’s story (ever notice that bipolars seem toContinue reading “Fupped Duck”

They’re Coming To Take Me Away (Ha-Ha)

Readers of a certain age will doubtless remember the silly song from the 1960s, about a rather insane fellow attempting to hide from the “nice young men in their clean white coats” who were coming to take him “to the funny farm, where life is beautiful all the time…..” et. al. As someone who’s barelyContinue reading “They’re Coming To Take Me Away (Ha-Ha)”

This Is The Land of Confusion

We interrupt this blog to bring you a special report on a phenomenon that apparently affects only certain bipolar patients. It’s known familiarly as The Mixed Episode. For the uninitiated, this is a combination of symptoms from both ‘poles’—mania and depression—and it is pure, unmitigated HELL. I was so screwed up during my recent dallianceContinue reading “This Is The Land of Confusion”

We’re All A Little Mad Here

The day I was diagnosed as bipolar, I drove home from my doctor’s appointment feeling as though someone had slapped a bright red-and-white sign across my forehead warning people to stay away from me. “Danger, Will Robinson! Psych patient walking!” Suddenly I was completely alone in the world…..even though there were a couple of familyContinue reading “We’re All A Little Mad Here”

The Paws That Refresh Us

To add a bit of variety (and a dose of fun) to a blog that deals with some pretty serious issues, today’s entry is about cats. My cats, in particular, who are quite possibly the cutest, craziest, and most talented felines in the universe….but then, I’m not biased or anything. Like me, all three areContinue reading “The Paws That Refresh Us”

You Know You’re Bipolar When…..

…..You think that your spouse is being ridiculous when he demands to know why you’re rearranging the sock drawer. At two-thirty in the morning. …..You can’t imagine why your BFF isn’t amused when you phone her in the middle of the night to debate the merits (or lack thereof) of Obamacare. …..You sit on theContinue reading “You Know You’re Bipolar When…..”

A Weekend in Ensenada (and Other Stupid Things I Do When Manic)

Way back in the day when I was a newly-minted 21-year-old, I once threw some clothes in the back of a friend’s pickup truck on the spur of the moment and went to Ensenada, Mexico, over the long Labor Day weekend. I didn’t say a word to anyone in my family that I was leaving,Continue reading “A Weekend in Ensenada (and Other Stupid Things I Do When Manic)”

DX: Bipolar Disorder NOS

Not being a psychiatrist, I can only imagine how difficult it must be to diagnose a condition that’s as much of a chameleon as bipolar disorder. In fact, I was surprised when mine gave me a provisional BP diagnosis at our first appointment back in March of 2012. He’s pretty conservative in this area, asContinue reading “DX: Bipolar Disorder NOS”